Exploration

Leaves are covering the ground, hiding many opportunities for a twisted ankle.  Of to the right and down , the White River winds along beside us. Peaceful. Our muted footsteps on the trail, and my own breathe, play percussion to the symphony of God's creation that unfolds in front of us.  We run, Emily behind, and Jane at heal, drinking in the beauty.  I see the beauty, not as a painting in a museum for me to stare at, but as a call to action, a call to really understand and know this playground that has been given to me right at this moment.  Up hills, down ravines, I jump over branches, swing from limbs, not content to be a passive observer. Vaulting creeks, a "parkour!" yelled aloud. This trail, in this woods, near this river, is being explored. 
"Its ok to walk around some of them," she says.
 "I want to jump every fallen tree in this woods," I respond.

Exploration is the fourth of my five core values.