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Son House. Walkin' Blues
I got the walking blues because I couldn't find my walking boots on Thursday.
Borrowed a pair, a size too large...
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Big Road (Dusty Road)
Walking to New Orleans
Standing at the crossroads
As an antidote to the walking blues, I bought a book called Walking Meditation.
I'm not sure that wearing a fixed half-smile will go down well with other members of my walking group. The Zen authors recommend it: "I learn to smile to a pebble that I happen to step on. I smile to the blue sky, to the geese, to the leaves rustling in the wind, to an acorn falling on the ground, to the sight of mist rising from the grass in the early morning..."
It's hard to meditate with a painful blister!
Standing at the crossroads
As an antidote to the walking blues, I bought a book called Walking Meditation.
I'm not sure that wearing a fixed half-smile will go down well with other members of my walking group. The Zen authors recommend it: "I learn to smile to a pebble that I happen to step on. I smile to the blue sky, to the geese, to the leaves rustling in the wind, to an acorn falling on the ground, to the sight of mist rising from the grass in the early morning..."
It's hard to meditate with a painful blister!
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