Today I was reminded of the wisdom of Grandfather Mountain. I chose to do one of the steepest hikes I’ve ever endeavored, alone, up a local mountain ridge. I had so many thoughts in these two hours. More than will fit here. Below, I’ve outlined some of them.
My life lately has felt like the ascent; barely finding a foot hold, at times it was so steep my toes almost touched my knees. Relying on my inner drive, wisdom, and determination were the only things that kept me from quitting. At some points I couldn’t catch my breath, as the elevation rose and the incline persisted. Yet I pressed on, to find a beautiful view: the ocean, a raven circling above me, and wildlife all around. I sat and thought for a while. I was told that the only reason for such a struggle is self neglect. Emotional, physical, somewhat even mental. Not taking the time to breathe. Not taking the time to build myself up. Not taking the time to LOOK UP at the magnificent world around me. Not TRUSTING myself to make it. And thinking that I must save the life hikers around me, when all I can save is myself.
The descent brought relief. Though it was scary at times and I relied entirely upon the jugged rocks to keep me from falling. I know I left a massive part of my recent struggles behind, on my Grandfather, saying, “Here, please take this from me, I can’t carry it anymore.” And he answered, “With joy, child, and go lighter.” •
Sigh. What a gift, to simply surrender. To give over that which we can no longer carry, and know our ancestors and earth will take it from us. #grandfathermountain #tearsinthedirt #climb #letgo #heavy #unpack #release #goddess #iamthepriestess #bellamundoshaman #bellamundoliving