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Saturday Morning Mindfulness Stroll
Mindfulness walk using the five senses.
This Medium story is in response to reading Rachel Gause’s “Walking Mindfully.”
The weather wasn’t bitter cold as I initially thought it could be before venturing outdoors to walk through my apartment complex. The cool breeze that touched the few exposed sides of my tan skin that wasn’t concealed by my camel ascot and baby blue facial mask felt refreshing.
The sudden rustling of a squirrel prancing through the grass and leaves startled me. This would be something I wouldn’t have normally observed in prior strolls since I decided not to listen to any music for my journey. Today, my ears would be serenaded by the symphony of cars speeding on the Atlantic City Expressway and geese honking during their swim in the complex lake.
And speaking of geese, I thought it was odd observing two fowls standing on opposite sides of the black mulch of an entrance to a stairwell like Buckingham Palace. Darting my eyes between the two creatures, I tightly gripped my metallic, black Pittsburgh Steelers container, sipping the strawberry kiwi infused water to eliminate the memories of Alfred Hitchcock’s The Birds flooding my thoughts before proceeded slowly, allowing them to stand in peace.