Today is the one-year anniversary of a major transition in my life. On March 22, 2014, I dropped my now ex-husband off at the airport. He flew to Southern California. I returned to my apartment to take up living alone for the first time in eight years. I am someone who loves people and who also needs a lot of space. However, the space in the first few months of living alone was excruciating. I often didn’t know what to do with myself. So I went to the park. A lot. I’ve climbed this staircase hundreds of times in the last year.
On a snowy day a few weeks ago my friend, Andrea, looked up at me climbing these stairs leaving footprints in the snow and she said, “I am reminded of ‘The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.'” I love this quote by Lao Tzu and this insight from Andrea. The past year has been a journey inward to myself. It’s been beautiful and messy. One of my first steps was getting outside so I could connect with what is inside myself. The park is the place where I go to breathe, delight in the wonder of nature, and pray. I am certain that this place has saved my life over and over this year. No matter what state I arrive in the park in, I always leave renewed and refreshed.
I had a vision to celebrate this place where I feel most free and at home in the world. I call it Park 365: The Coming Alive Journey. Each day, I’ll be sharing pictures and insights from my park adventures. I thought today was the perfect day to begin.