A Self-Seeking Journey Gone Rouge

I left on a journey. A self-seeking journey to a mountaintop far above. On the journey, I put my blind trust on something other than intuition, and I became lost. So lost. Instead of climbing higher and higher, I sank down into the ravines of fog and chill. “This can’t be right.” I nervously exclaimed.Continue reading “A Self-Seeking Journey Gone Rouge”

Today I Thought of You: Savoring past relationships

Today I was sitting in the ocean. Back against a boulder, booty in the water, toes sticking out. I noticed how nice my pedicure looked, and I thought of you.  Today I was sitting at an airport bar. Tv on, eyes getting tired, wishing for excitement, and I thought of you.  Today I was hikingContinue reading “Today I Thought of You: Savoring past relationships”

Canyon of Compromise: A Parable

Two backpackers met for coffee to discuss their next backcountry excursion. One backpacker was a father. A blue backpack rested by his dusty hiking boots. The other backpacker was a daughter. Her red backpack was bulging with gear. Father laid his map on the table between their mugs and directed their route to the topContinue reading “Canyon of Compromise: A Parable”

Life: Who’s Got the Map?

We had been paddling all day. I sat in the front of the canoe, slick with sweat from exerting myself beneath the Florida sun. I was hot and tired, and where is a lady to use the bathroom while paddling in a canoe for hours around the thousand island region of Everglades National Park? I couldContinue reading “Life: Who’s Got the Map?”

Searching for Meaning this New Year

Each year, as the clock approaches midnight on December 31st, I delve through a quick mental scan of the past year. It’s what we all do, right? Even those of us who don’t make resolutions. Even those of us who do, but drop them a week or a month later. We still reflect. New YearsContinue reading “Searching for Meaning this New Year”

A Lesson in Gratitude

  “It’s Thanksgiving morning, we’re stuck in the woods, and you’re making us hike!?” “It will be worth it! I promise.” I replied, hoisting my day-pack over my shoulders. The group of adolescent guys converged at the trailhead to wait for the day’s venture. Their boots were worn. There was ash tarnishing the fabric of their jacketsContinue reading “A Lesson in Gratitude”

When the Mountain is in Control

The mountain is small, comparatively speaking, but it’s weather patterns rival those of the harshest in the world making it one of the United States’ most dangerous mountains. I was aware of this and many other facts about Mount Washington in the White Mountains of New Hampshire.  I was aware that in 1934, the weather stationContinue reading “When the Mountain is in Control”