Can I Choose Happiness

Ragle Park
Sebastopol, California

“If you look to others for fulfillment, you will never be fulfilled. If your happiness depends on money, you will never be happy with yourself. Be content with what you have; rejoice in the way things are. When you realize there is nothing lacking, the world belongs to you.”

– Lao Tzu

I started the day off earlier. First stop. The French Bakery in Sebastopol. Coffee and a Croissant. Second Stop. Ragle Park. There is a park bench that Scott and I shared after our hikes. I had a nudge to visit this area and sit at this bench.
When I got to the park, I walked the dirt trail to the bench. In the coffee colored wet grassy valley below, I noticed three kites hunting in the area. Kites are a white-grey ghost like hawk with black markings. The birds seem to flutter as they tread the air in a spot above their hunting area waiting to swoop down on their prey. A frog or a lizard, a small bird or large insect who makes the tragic mistake of being seen at the wrong time, which happens to be the perfect opportunity for the Kite.
The kites were too high up for me to get a good photo. I watched them hunt, swoop, and rest in a tall tree as I looked around for other animals, maybe a colorful mushroom, or plant to photograph. I didn\’t find much in the short half hour I was there. What I did find, was a sense of peace. 
I listened to the birds chirp and sing. I watched a runner with his curly coated dog beside him take on the trail leading further into the park. I watched a man in his walker push himself to bend and tie a branch of a tree that needed help in the cultivated memorial garden. Scrub jays flew low and long across the small valley as tiny wisps of clouds melted into the baby blue sky. 
I talked to Scott, asking for his advice on taking photos, hearing within to \”be patient, walk, and wait for it.\” 
The kites flew further passed the valley to continue with their hunting activity, I found a tree stump bathed in morning light, and watched the valley for signs of life. I walked the red dirt paths through the fields finding my way back to the car with a couple of photos for the blog, nothing I had initially wanted to take photos of, which I am finding is not really the point right now of carrying this beautiful gift around my neck, this camera that is bringing me back to life, towards the edges of a sense of happiness, to feeling closer to Scott.  To a knowing deep inside that by my actions, one foot in front of another will lead me forward to a sense of happiness closer to within my reach.

Published by As the Road Wanders

Travel Blogger and Traveler

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