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Wandering ≠ Lost

Julia Ismail

“Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.”  -Plato

There is something sacred about being in nature. When I'm hurting, physically or emotionally, my instinct is to head for the door and walk outside.  I have been going through an illness, and whenever I used to feel like I was about to pass out or get sick, I would pace outside (…to my mothers horror and shrieks of “What are you doing?!” and “Get in here right now!” because it would usually be dark outside).

Or, if I were having a moment, feeling emotional in sadness anger, I would reach for my shoes, lace them up so I could take a walk. And, I’d usually listen to this song: Hillsong United’s Even When It Hurts.

I knew that as long as I could just make it out, I would be okay. It would all be okay. To this day, I still don’t know if it is the inner Pocahontas in me wanting to visit Grandmother Willow. Or, the fact that walking forces me to breathe and, therefore, calm down. Or, maybe it's seeing the mountains or the sea that reminds me how I’m so small and God’s so big; like the Dixie Chick’s say, we see His "reflection in the snow covered hills.”

But to this day, it works. Every time. And I'm so grateful. So much so that, I'm thinking about starting walking therapy. ;) I chuckle because... nature is also my office. Everything I’ve ever written, whether an article, e-mail, or speech, was usually a text message typed in the notes on my phone while out in nature. So, it's not only the expression of sadness, but also the celebration of joy (❤) because God is in all of it.

So this begs the question, beloved, where is your creative space? 

“Everybody is a genius. But if you judge a fish by its ability to climb tree, it will live its whole life believing that it is stupid.”  -Albert Einstein

Where is your fish bowl, beautiful girl?