If you stay lost in the wild long enough, you'll find yourself.
I think about the unconfirmed supernatural explanations of phenomena as I gaze up inversely toward the endless black carpet filled with brilliant dust particles of light. I am still someone who wanders into nature to recharge regardless.
Perhaps, like me, he walked into the woods with the reverence of an eager nun willing to devote their time to a place that reminded them of creation itself. Imaginably the Beethoven of the woods allowed himself to be freed from the world's complicated structures by nature and let his mind wander beyond the symphony of foliage and into magnificent new worlds.
It’s important to reflect on and reset your state of mind in order to grow and evolve into a better version of yourself. You just need to take a deep breath and pause for a moment to collect the unique compilation of the pieces of yourself before moving forward on your life’s journey. You can learn a lot from yourself when you meditate. You just have to take the time to listen.
It always helps me to stop and take a second for myself when I think that I have gotten terribly lost on a hike. I calm my breathing, check my GPS tracker, and look for the clues surrounding me to put me back where I need to be. In life, I try to rest and relish in the section of time I set aside to reflect on the path in which I came. I’ll even, occasionally, look through the lens pointed at my past through previous journal entries and blog posts. I then bring my thoughts to the present and look deep within myself to point me in the correct direction to achieve my desired goals. It’s as though you are a daring explorer in a foreign land or a brave captain on an uncharted sea, referring to a map that you are sketching along the way.
I never wanted to be held back from doing something because of fear. I created my own monster because my fear of missing out was always greater than my fear of anything else thrown at me. If I wanted to do something, I would just do it. No one could ever tell me anything different.
Things obviously didn’t go as planned, and oftentimes, they never do. You can plan all you want, but you end up having to prepare for the worst and hope for the best to keep moving forward. I mostly take the trek as a cautionary tale portraying the unpredictability of life and all the chaos within it. You will have some not so great times in life, but that doesn’t mean that life is void of the good things.
The whole "not having to work a day in your life if you enjoy what you are doing" is somewhat misleading. Most people have to work whether you’re in a corporate office or juggling life and family as a stay at home parent. There are still difficult obstacles to overcome and problems to face. However, if you are genuinely passionate about what you do, then you don’t mind putting in the work to make something amazing.
I paused for a moment and glanced up to see if I would need to dodge any more animals falling from the sky. I was already 13 miles into the 17-mile hike I had planned to do the day before my trek. ‘Damn. I really am out here,’ I thought to myself.
I went to see a therapist about my anxiety, and it helped. I started rolling out my yoga mat again and practicing mindfulness meditation. I began paying closer attention to the advice from people I trusted, and while I worked to help educate others and help uplift the voices of the minority, I also worked on myself.
I was already halfway up the mountain when I briefly thought about turning back in my head that made no sense. I was already here on the mountain. I quickly and confidently checked my bag for my throwing knives and figured that I would be alright. I was already in the middle of doing something that I wanted to do, and I was going to finish it anyway.
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