When we go camping, my goal is to bring tons of snacks, but leave the heavy thinking at home. Invariably, as my body assumes a vegetative state, my brain decides to shift into creative mode. Don’t get me wrong, I’m grateful when I think of workable ideas, but me being the picky person I am, I’d rather it be when I wasn’t too lazy to get paper and pen.
After a half-mile hike into Oak Creek Canyon, I rested with my legs in the chilly creek water. While the kids searched for fish, I sat on a large rock and closed my eyes. I listened to the roar of the water and wind blowing through the trees. That’s when it started.
Any other time (like when I desperately need it) my brain lies dormant. But in this moment when I wanted to do nothing, I had the urge to take pictures; to observe. A blog post took form during those couple hours by the water. The creek became my teacher. I can’t wait to repeat the class 🙂 Here are a few things I learned:
Sometimes things are rough,
but calm awaits up ahead.
Sometimes we don’t get what we want.
Sometimes we get what we asked for, but it’s not what we expected.
A Sedona tan is only temporary.