I have long believed in the healing power of a good, long walk. Whenever I am feeling anxious or upset, walking seems to grant me some perspective. I always return feeling renewed, ready to dedicate myself to solving whatever problems caused the original stress.
I’ve always been an emotionally sensitive kind of person, but in a very private sort of way. Yelling or blowing off steam in an external way isn’t my style. As a result, some people probably think I am repressed.
You know how some therapists encourage their patients to scream as loud as they can to let out their frustration? That never worked for me. Just the thought of screaming in public, or even when alone, makes me even more anxious. Besides, it’s not very helpful to be told to yell one moment and then the next be told you are yelling wrong.
It’s kind of odd to me that I have always been so reserved and yet have no difficulty talking about personal feelings online for anyone to see. It doesn’t get any more public than the internet, and yet I am willing to put a lot of my inner wranglings out there, open for judgment. I have no idea why that is.
In the past I have credited Shiva with saving me from my own insanity. Now I have to wonder if it wasn’t solely the presence of a furry dependent that broke me out of my funk. Perhaps all the walking I suddenly started to do with her made a larger impact than just having a dog alone.
My world is primarily an internal one. If I don’t get a chance to re-charge or if my brain becomes clogged with too many external demands, walking seems to provide relief. It gives me the space and time I need to sort through jumbling thoughts. I don’t have to think about all the things I should be doing. When out with Shiva I don’t have to do anything but put one foot in front of the other.
There are likely some worries that walking won’t fix, but if so, I don’t want to know what they are.
When you are feeling stressed, is there anything that usually makes you feel better?
Because it is Adopt a Shelter Cat Month at Petfinder.com, I am trying to dedicate a minute every day to sharing the images of cats waiting for their forever homes.
This adorable orange dude has a sad story to tell. Before arriving at the Kings County SPCA in Waterville, NS, he had been abandoned by his previous owner. Kind strangers cared for him and his injuries and eventually brought him to a vet whereupon he healed up nicely. The only thing left on his to do list is finding a new family with whom he can enjoy the rest of his life.
In spite of her name, Max is very much a female. The Seattle Animal Shelter foster family treats her like the true royalty she is. At ten years of age, she has been around the block and has the confidence to prove it. She is looking for retirement home where she can relax and enjoy some well-deserved pampering.