The Benefits of Not Moving

If you are acquainted with my other blog, you’ll know that I am very enthusiastic about moving, particularly walking and cycling, in Nature. But sometimes I have to remind myself that it’s also good NOT to move; to stand or sit still outdoors.

This morning I got the perfect reminder. For the past six or seven weeks, I’ve been taking a 30-minute cycle ride each day before breakfast. It’s been the best thing I’ve done for my emotional, physical and spiritual health for a long time. Being in and communing with Nature, experiencing the chilly early morning air, getting the blood circulating, clearing out the cobwebs, freshening up the mind – it’s been invigorating, and something I intend to continue.

One of my favourite routes is through the fields and along a short stretch of a local canal. Virtually every time I take this route the thought crosses my mind “why don’t I just sit down for a moment and be still?” but I disregard it and continue moving. Sometimes, inexplicably, it takes quite an effort to stop moving and do nothing!

Today, however, as I came to the end of the canal stretch and went to turn off through the fields back home, I had a stronger sense than normal that I really had to stop by the canal bank, sit down and be still.

So I did.

For the first few seconds I saw nothing, and then:

Kingfisher haiku
Photo by Kentish Plumber, used with permission

It was a super glimpse of one of my favourite birds; a bird, incidentally, that I have only seen once before along this canal, despite coming here frequently over the last twenty years or so.

Had I not stopped, I would have missed it.

It was a reminder once again that sometimes by not moving we can put ourselves in a position to see creatures that we would miss if we’d have kept moving. In a previous post I describe some other amazing experiences with Nature when I’ve made the effort to stand still.

So next time you get a prompt or an intuitive feeling (and I’d love to hear your thoughts as to where these come from!) I encourage you to pay attention to it, stop moving, be still … and who knows what might be coming around the corner!


  1. The art of ‘listening’ to what is always there. Life built on our fears is the usual earplugs, but as we face and understand our fears the plugs come loose and begin to show us that self love we have found, reflecting back to us in all we do. In listening the lovely bird is a beautiful gift to yourself 😀
    A great share, thank you ❤

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  2. Thank goodness you followed your intuition. The Kingfisher is indeed ‘a rainbow with wings’! I’ve only ever seen one once and I didn’t even see it properly … just a flash of turquoise from the side of my eyes. I love the haiku, especially the ‘tangerine sparks’ bit. 🙂

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  3. Hello Denzil,
    I loved this post! It’s so true that to really listen, we must be still. Your intuition guided you to a beautiful reward. Such a pretty bird. I am taking heed of those thoughts that automatically pop into my head. And I find they come so frequently now. Just being more aware really, and enjoying the results gives me more incentive to keep listening…
    Thank you for a special post 💐✨

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  4. Hey Denzil,
    Beautiful post. We have a different Kingfisher here. Blue, black and white. It is a Belted Kingfisher. Yours has more color, and it would be a joy for me to see one.
    I think the more you listen to that voice and follow it, the more it will become natural for you to do so. The rewards will be plentiful, as you have experienced. Being still and noticing. Awareness.

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