Walking the trails of Shawnee Prairie Preserve.
Land that had been part of the Shawnee nation until a treaty
Took it away.
But the leaf littered, mud sucking pathways were only full of
….peace and lots of hoof prints.
The trails loop, around and forth, connecting to take you further out
Or brought back home.
Smooth going until spring rains
Three pronged obstacle. The way we came, the fork to the east, the fork to the west.
Go through? Turn back? Go around? How big is this water obstacle and will we have
Knee high regret when we get into the deep of it?
That is all we can do. Keep walking.
After the protected inside of winter
It felt good to get outside
And embody the environment.
We came around a large loop to arrive on the
East fork, the otherside.
The only way forward was through the
chopped grass of yesterday’s season.
Splashes of mud and puddles
And the surprises of green poking through
Giving hope to the new
Can you see it? (bottom off center left…it is there, for real. trust me)
Not as big as we thought
Coming steady on from the westward leg of the original obstacle
We see it wasn’t as big as we thought.
It wasn’t impassible.
It wasn’t impossible.
And go on.
Over bridges, and muddy streams
fully engaged in the creation of it all
The thick slick mud on the bottom of my shoes
Until the green grass
Wiped my soles clean
Until a new stand of water
Washed my soles clean
Then new mud.
Now the whole purpose.
Now the delight
Knowing I would make it through.
Is this your life?
You’ll make it.
All you need:
A good pair of shoes
Trust for the way through
and steps straight into the middle of the mess.