Maybe I Should Begin Every Day Like This

My day began as most of my days begin.
Coffee.
Toast.
Second cup of coffee.
Bathroom.
But then, instead of email or news or my list for the day, I went for a walk.
30 minutes outside.
By myself.
Surrounded only by….
Trees creaking in the wind.
A woodpecker heard, but not seen.
Quiet enough for me to be aware of my own breathing.
Silence settling around my soul.
I realized I pray better walking than I do folding my hands and bowing my head.
Maybe I should begin every day like this.