Walking Inward

Walking Inward

…a long walk
accompanied by the sun
and the cold wind.
i travel towards the interior…

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About Virgilio Gavia

Interests: poetry, photography, writing (prose and poetry), walking/hiking, reading (non-fiction and books of poetry) drinking coffee and herbal teas, camping, fishing, contemplating, solitude, silence, traveling, faded jeans, meaningful conversation, wabi-sabi, haiku, tanka, Jazz, Classical, oldies, all the books of Thomas Merton, Joseph Campbell, Thomas Moore, John O'Donohue, Mary Oliver, David Whyte, Mark Strand, ancient Chinese and Japanese poets, The Bible, spirituality, philosophy, psychology, sociology, history, humanities and the arts.
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8 Responses to Walking Inward

  1. j.h. white says:

    This sounds a bit like an explorer’s journal entry….

  2. Mikels Skele says:

    How odd that coming home should be so arduous…

    • thanks, Mikels. i always enjoy long walks. during the most trying times of my life, i was doing longs walks for almost five years everyday…helped me a lot to cope up with those difficult situations…it was during these times when i became more aware of my body, my movements…learned the expansive nature of awareness…became mindful of the spaciousness of the mind…reminded me of the value of equanimity…was able to be in the moment…able to learn to see the extra ordinariness in ordinary things…gave me valuable time to process things not only mentally but also with my heart…and a lot of other things…i find it refreshing and enlightening…now i do long walks once or twice a week…most of the time, i do photo-contemplative walks…

  3. maskednative says:

    The interior experiences itself through our contemplative meditation on those long walks, and the ordinary is never quite the same again. Enjoy.

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