Nothing brings home the beauty of the world we live in than walking through it. Hand in hand with the Great Creator, we take a walk through the woods, the desert, the mountains and along the shore, moving our bodies through a great "body of work". Stretching our legs, mind, body and soul, we see the moving art exhibit around us. We stop to notice a blooming wildflower or the sun exploding behind the desert hills much as we would pause to observe a great painting in a gallery. The treasure hunt is endless, there is no lack of subject matter. The clouds leave patterns on the hills below, the grasses on the prairie wave in gentle motion, the snow on the mountain tops is in sharp contrast to the deeply shadowed crevices. And, no physical disability can limit our walk....it is the spirit that moves us through this Universe, unencumbered by any frailty.
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