Why? Love I think is at the root of any answer I can possibly begin to articulate. And here language may ultimately fail as the medium of conveyance from the inner to the outer world. Suffice it to say, on the open roads and trails is where I'm meant to be. God winks as he lovingly watches me fulfill perhaps the most urgent task he asks of all of us-that is to nurture and accept ourselves. For in doing so, we are more apt to extend kindness and empathy to those in our fold.
At times I'm afforded lightning fast glimpses behind the veil-the Oneness hiding in plain sight in the temporal world is hinted at. Her riddles may ride the cool breezes on a summer day, or stretch themselves in pinks and purples across the late afternoon winter sky.
why I run? Ultimately I think that is a question who's answer will never be fully defined. And I'm ok with that. For each run is a renewal of faith, and a testament to the belief in all that is good throughout the kingdom we trod on through, one step at a time.
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