Wandering and Pondering

There is no goal but movement.

No map dictating the journey.

No planned route.

On the days I set aside time to exercise for at least an hour, I simply walk forward.

I haven’t had much time for free wandering. Or I haven’t made it lately. My routes have been quicker and planned to burn 2-300 calories.

But today the wanderlust hit again.


I thought I’d harvested all the vistas within an hour’s foot travel. That my neighborhood had been explored.

But today I gave myself an hour.

I took a turn I hadn’t taken before.


And as my feet moved, I pondered last year’s wanderings.

Was the Spirit chuckling as I meandered day after day, making unexpected discoveries? Did rub eager hands waiting for the day HE nudged me to knock on a stranger’s door to see if they needed food?  the day a pastor I’d never met asked me to pray for him, or when I felt a spiritual confrontation like a physical assault when God led me to a gathering to walk through and pray?

Did He do this on purpose? Train my inner person to loosen up by first freeing my feet?

I’d almost forgotten the breath-taking wonder of taking off out the front door not knowing what He was going to lead me to do next.

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Until today.

When I once again pounded the sidewalk realizing this brave meandering in my familiar neighborhood has done more than release my body. The courage I’ve found here, just walking to lose weight, shook loose some sort of interior control mechanism so I could find courage to move forward in life.

So I could figure stuff out that I hadn’t yet.

Would last week’s epiphany have come if last year’s walking had not?

Today I walked the familiar route past the library and the park and kept going.

At first it was more of the same. Fences around a trailer park. Not especially exciting.

I determined to see beauty.

I noticed the homes with rosebushes, big canopied tents sheltering tables and grills. Heard music flowing. Brushed beneath the fresh green leaves of a huge tree.

And then came the surprise. A park I’d forgotten with a nature path I didn’t know existed.

Off I meandered, gravel crunching beneath my feet, curving through verdant grass. First down a hill, then following a stream, then on paved walk into a new neighborhood.

The houses and streets were unfamiliar, though I knew I’d driven through it further north.


I kept walking, thinking I would find my way back to a road I knew.

But a nudge sent me turning right when I meant to go straight.


Such a lovely street unfolded before me with home after home with beautiful landscaping, and all those flowers made my heart full.


More unexpected treasures.



Found just because I moved forward.


Flowing with the promptings of my heart.


In freedom.

And now that I’m learning to flow forward in life, not just in my neighborhood meandering, what else might I discover in this place?

This freedom place.

Until next time,

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7 thoughts on “Wandering and Pondering

  1. paulfg July 10, 2014 at 5:12 pm Reply

    “I determined to see beauty” – how wonderful those five words are!!!

  2. Paula Moldenhauer July 10, 2014 at 10:49 pm Reply

    :O) Thanks, Paul.

  3. mariekeates July 14, 2014 at 5:47 am Reply

    I never cease to be amazed. Y the places I stumble up when I’m just wandering or when I get lost. I never can resist a new footpath.

    • Paula Moldenhauer July 15, 2014 at 6:53 pm Reply

      I hope you never tire of me saying what an inspiration you are to me in this area!

  4. Susan Irene Fox July 14, 2014 at 3:43 pm Reply

    I agree with Paul’s comment. And this: “Found just because I moved forward.” One minute, one step at a time. There is beauty all around us, if we are determined to move forward and see it. Wonderful, Paula.

    • Paula Moldenhauer July 15, 2014 at 6:56 pm Reply

      Thank you Susan! I am honored to have your visit here. I love your blog!

      • Susan Irene Fox July 16, 2014 at 1:41 am

        Thanks, Paula. The feeling is mutual. 🙂

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