(photo of the Royal Arches and North Dome)
When I go hiking, it’s not to
get somewhere. It’s to exist somewhere, fully present in the moment. This is
not easy to do because most of the time we have monkey brains and we’re
thinking about everything and not about what’s in front of us.
When I’m hiking alone on a
trail through territory where bears and mountain lions live, I don’t want to be
preoccupied with what happened yesterday. I want to be aware of my surroundings,
what I am thinking and feeling right now.
It’s easy to carry concerns
about home with us. On the trail I remember who I am because hiking moves me
out of my head and into the wisdom of my body, and then my heart shows up.
