daily recovery: tree climbing

Someone challenged me recently by simply asking, “What does your daily recovery practice look like?”
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He said spirituality doesn’t need to wait until the 11th step in recovery. He challenged me to choose one thing. So I put on my new kicks and went on a walk for a coffee. On the way home I spent some time with my new friend, Cedar. I kicked off my shoes and climbed barefoot up to a seat (modestly off the ground - I’m over 40. I mean, know your limits 😂). The breeze became my prayer and the branches my hammock. I think this is a practice I can stick with.
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“My tree” growing up was a huge weeping willow. Sometimes we have to go back to our first loves, the original safe places and rhythms we had before things got complicated and systematic.
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What could your simple rhythm look like today?