I love to walk in the woods. We live in Oakville, in southern Ontario, a beautiful town on Lake Ontario. We have a lovely ravine beside our home where I can walk for over an hour and not have to touch cement. Every day is different and wonderful regardless of the season.

It seems everywhere we turn we have some kind of a reminder that perhaps we just might be responsible for the quality of our lives. What that means for each of us differs of course. The obvious is we are responsible for feeding and supporting ourselves, for getting adequate sleep and exercising regularly — for our physical, emotional and spiritual health. So? What can we can do to better enhance our lives?

As I enter my 7th decade (60 years young!) — at first with trepidation and now with joy - I want to acknowledge and celebrate all that I have to be grateful for.

On a walk in the woods the other day, I stopped on the wooden bridge over a small stream and I thought how like life is to a stream. Seldom do streams, or life, flow in a straight line. They typically have bends, ups and downs, obstruction of all sizes to overcome, yet hopefully lots of life in them.

I went for my typical walk in the woods today. After a very long meditation I had a strong feeling that a walk is just what the 'Doctor' ordered. It's a beautiful, hot, sunny day with a nice breeze. Spring is springing — slow but sure. Not much is blooming as yet but there are hints of it here and there, hints of new beginnings, just what I need to see.