There is something else on how people walk. Aside from what we actually see - the stride, the step; graceful for some, sloppy for others, the gait - hurried or very much relaxed or even like a prance of a deer's as you can imagine. <chuckles> Other than these there seems to be something else because we all know there are certain things that cannot only be seen but perceived in a deeper sense. Seems we just take for granted this mundane thing we basically do ourselves or see everyday, every moment of our lives, we all know...that that certain walk could be the last for some -they could've been walking to their end with the grim reaper might already be waiting for them on the corner. For others, it might be a new beginning: a sign of hope, a celebration or for something greater to happen; a child's 1st steps, a single step that starts a thousand miles of travel by whatever means, or a patient's 1st steps right after a bad knee or foot injury.
I always get mystified by those who just started to travel or have just arrived.. Like, where are they going to? or where did they come from? If only the feet and legs could speak, what stories could they have shared! The dusts and wearies of a thousand travels sums up to that present moment and inevitably moments change, whether to our liking or not. There are lots of inconveniences and we can even point a few "devastations" and disappointments of travel but as much as possible, I take it as it is. It has always been my belief that a journey is never really "planned" until the actual travelling.
Walking from and walking towards. What better describes these phrases than this one simple word - Change.
How many people we see walking everyday? And do we at certain points in time, ask ourselves, "Are they happy with their journey?" Life's journey is never-ending until we die. And we go by our own lives, maybe oblivious to our surroundings. One can see in the multitude of people milling around or walking past in the crowded streets of any city or in the leisurely promenade in the malls, the faces --forgettable or unforgettable. Mostly just "masks" of the true person. How many of us walk from our own problems? For some, it may be an escape from the painful truth or maybe a burden. Or how many walk or, even run, to where LOVE is waiting for them? Wouldn't it be great!?<smiles> Or going to work --a testament of living-- or going to new careers; to their job interviews, to their first day on the job; to travel to work in lands across and beyond. And oh yes, Adventure! It keeps the fire within one's soul burning..and adventures within one's soul is as interesting as adventures without.
The beauty of walking is not just on what's immediately seen but what is felt. It is the will of moving forward --as such a symbol of simply willing to change. Move forward--going forth---not just as it is as we physically see it, but moving forward to a better something.
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