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WORLD GUY - WALKING FOR DIABETES
Feb. 14, 2013
Pushing a six foot, eighty pound orb into a wind gets tiresome. The first day I had to go only five miles, I had energy to spare. The second day I was told the distance was sixteen before there would be a place to stop. At the twelfth miles I found an oasis, a shopping center. It amazes me some folks definition of "nothing". The wind forced me to the low side of the road easement where I could use the trees and the high road bed as a wind break. It had little effect as the wind blew almost directly at us. The end of the day left me drained. A nice couple rode me to their home for a shower and dinner so when I began the third day at least I felt fresh and clean. The warm southern breeze on the third day along with the increased traffic as I approach the metropolis kept me off the pavement and at as low pace. Several good people gave me supplies for Nice (the dog) and by the end of the day I estimate I was carrying eleven pounds of food and treats for my four legged companion along with a few extra bottles of water. Between the stops for conversation, the wind and the added load I travelled six miles. I was more drained after six miles than I had been from twelve the previous day. I have learned there is no need to be disappointed or frustrated at my progress. When I relax and "step back" I always find a jewel in the struggle. Whether it be a friendship at a crossroad or a beautiful sight in the woods seen from a low ditch far from the road. Though tired,the third day was full of good people, pretty scenery and inspired conversations.
I met this man today and it was just an amazing opportunity for myself..and my Staff.
We had the opportunity to spend the day, asking questions....and enjoying a new Friend.
Please take a few moments and view this website.
If you are led to help.....Donate to his Mission...the American Diabetes Association.
There are links on his website.
He has walked 6,000 miles with his dog, on a Mission to help people become aware of the seriousness of Diabetes.
He tells people.....Take a walk....Eat the right foods......and you can over come Diabetes!
I was taught as a young woman, to "Entertain strangers for among them you will find Angels".
I feel as tho I've met one....in person.
Take a look.....please.
And if you see him on the road..with his 6' WORLD......with Nice ( his dog).....Stop and say Hello.
You will be Blessed. I promise.
Wendy
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WORLD GUY - WALKING THE WORLD FOR DIABETES AWARENESS
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Wind Power
During the years of learning the ways of the world, how to better "roll with it", my perspective has changed. The first walk, to promote The American Diabetes Association's Alert Week, was scheduled strictly. I had little time talk with people while I rolled the world, unharnessed, to a five minute meeting with a mayor at a city hall or the governor on the steps of the state capitol. In rushing to my goals in later endeavors I slowly realized the destination is not so important. Sharing a sincere message, appreciating each experience and individual is the joy that lasts. A hard wind may seem to slow progress. A storm might force me to seek shelter short of a goal where I then meet someone who gives me a "nugget" of wisdom, an insight that brightens a cloudy day. Anyone I meet, whatever they may seem to be, brings a cherished gift to the journey. When I do not judge.The same type of headwind that would once break my resolve now leads me to a breakthrough. When I am open. A struggle turns to gold when I relax, pay attention, appreciate where the wind has brought me today. It may be a brief handshake from an old man with an indescribable youthful glow in his eye who said to me, "Life is great,enjoy yourself!" It could be a granddaughter who wants to send a picture of her and me to her grandmother in hopes of inspiring her to get active and begin to take control of her diabetes. (If that picture could share the deep love I saw I am sure grandma' would choose to change.) The wind may hold me in place, but while I wait for it's force to subside I have time to watch a sunset. Rather than sprain a muscle by forging ahead, I lock a glance and a smile with the driver of a passing car. Now, after thousands of miles and months on the road, to this goal or that, my destination pales in comparison to people I meet and the moments shared. A world of lessons on the wind that I once would have rushed past are beginning to come into a calmer perspective.
Three days
A storm is brewing and the wind is still in my face this morning. "The main thing is...", as Petie the old carpenter used to say, "don't get excited." The wind is gonna' blow and the rain may fall but how else can you rinse the dust off without effort? ( whatever that means )
In case I have not said it enough... Love yourself and go for a walk.
