As most of you know, I usually go for a morning walk.  But my knee hurts.  And my hips hurt.  And the temp outside is 2 C.  I’ve heard that 60 is the new 40 but I’m not sure my body has gotten the message.

There was supposed to be a ‘super’ moon setting this morning and my photos of the moon setting often turn out quite nicely so I kiiiiiiind of wanted to go for a walk to take a photo of the super moon, which is supposedly 10% larger than in it’s lesser position.  But not really.  Did I mention my knee hurts?  And it’s cold?  As per my usual morning routine in winter, while it is still dark outside, I do a few stretches and have my coffee while checking email, and then I walk when it is light… but still cold.  If I don’t do it in the morning I find too many reasons (excuses) not to do it later in the day.  I’m not a real exerciser, you see, just a good ‘doobie’.  For those uninitiated to American slang, a ‘doobie’ is someone who does what is expected of them, or what they expect of themselves, as in don’t be a slacker, do be a walker, or whatever.

However, this morning as I was having my social media catch up I saw a quote and it appealed to my hippy, new age self, so I decided to invoke it:

Life will give you whatever experience is most helpful for the evolution of your consciousness.  How do you know this is the experience you need?  Because it is the one you are having at the moment.

-Eckhart Tolle (A New Earth: awakening to your life’s purpose)

I happen to believe this and it stood out to me this morning, from all the many other messages I read, so I thought I’d just go with it.  And how did that manifest?  I wrote this new post, and didn’t go for a walk, and didn’t photograph the moon, because the clouds had moved in and obscured it, a quiet confirmation for me to write.

I also believe there are times when one should follow the moment, and not be a good doobie.  Writing was the experience I was meant to have this morning, and maybe I will walk later when it’s warmer, and if my knee stops hurting…

Peace out…  Ardys