All the time. Year round.

I love going for long walks at night in the winter especially when there is snow on the ground and a full moon. Crisp and cool.

I love seeing Northern Lights.

I love still summer nights and sitting outside.

Last week I took my son to the airport and for a very early morning flight and got home about 4:30 or five in the morning. It was so nice. The birds were chirping, and the sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon. No one else was up and I just enjoyed it quietly for a few moments before I went back to bed.

It started pouring rain about 1:30pm....so I just sat and watched it...and listened.

All the time. Since we added the waterfall to our pond inlet, it's one of my favorite places to meditate...if not there, then, even from the back patio, I can hear the waterfall.

@amylou321, you are a task-completing machine. I wish I had half of your energy.

It comes and goes. There are weeks I do NOTHING but the bare minimum and feel no guilt about it either.....

Amazing how some of these moments of zen will stick with you. After one severe storm, we were out of power for a week. I'd go out to turn off the generator before I went to bed and every night, I looked up to the sky and was able to see the Milky Way...it was stunning. Usually there's too much light pollution. So even though the outage was a pain, it had it's upsides too.

I am flabbergasted a single body can do that much work in one shot! You are strong, girl. I space my household jobs out, mainly owing to my bad back. I wish I had you stamina!

When my riding coach and I are able to trail ride alone, without others, we rarely speak. There is one part of the forest we refer to as our church. The sun shining through the leaves of the towering trees, the heavily duffed trail where it narrows softens the sound of the hoofbeats, looking down on the basin below, the whole experience is ethereal.

My second favorite place to find myself in a zen moment is sunset near the ocean. Love to sit on a quiet pier hearing the sounds of the critters winding down to sleep, the boats in their slips, birds flying home to roost for the night. One night I was lucky to be sitting out during a full moon. A huge flock of gulls crossed in front of the moon and continued on overhead. So awesome.

Those miracle moments are what life is REALLY about. I try to find one almost every day, stop just for a moment maybe to really see what a woodpecker is doing or the way the birds are greeting the morning or the way the light falls or the fall color on the hills. And just give quiet thanks.