Mindfulness + Nature = No Tears #SOL21

 Earlier this week, I spent some time writing outside for a Mindful Journaling class.  I walked to the schoolyard at the end of my street, a place we visited almost daily when my children were younger.  It holds so many memories, and I felt as if I were walking through the past.  Normally, this type of writing would bring tears to my eyes, but this mindful moment allowed me to enjoy reminiscing and not think about the future.  Yet again - another discovery.  I need to be more present to enjoy the gifts of each day.  

Ghosts from the past

whisk in an out

on the breeze, 

tickling my shoulder -

gently reminding me

of days from long ago.

Remember

sledding down the hill, 

soccer games,

wall ball,

field days,

riding bikes,

walks along the nature trail,

mapping the United States,

clearing a nature's classroom,

sliding through the rainbow slide,

climbing the rock wall,

monkeying around on the bars,

literacy night,

harvest festivals,

4th-grade celebrations.

Floral Street School,

a spot in the neighborhood

that was a second home

to our family

for nearly a decade.

Now, it is haunted by 

youthful versions 

of ourselves.