Turn Your Troubles into Blessings
August 29, 2016
My passion for exploring inner journey work with other hikers may be one practiced by just one of us in my “intimate” partnership. My dream is to have an intimate life partner who shares this passionate occupation with me.
For today, I am happy to have a FB friend converse with me about this as a colleague! She validates and understands, and does it herself. I like that!
August 28, 2016
Pete, at the Catamount in Bennington, VT, checked us in at 9:45 a.m.!
August 27, 2016
“Let’s go to Guido’s at Rt. 7. We could get apples, lots of apples, to bring out.”
At Rt 7, we stuck out our thumbs to hitch. Dozens of cars went by with no ride. “On this road, they probably don’t know about the trail.”
We walked a bit, thumbs out. No ride. “Too discouraging. Let’s see if we can get water at that Garden store over there, then get back out on the trail.” That worked! Cindy welcomed us into the workshop and offered fresh water from the water cooler.
August 26, 2016
We found out that we like to eat our hearty meal of quinoa and chicken- or cheese! – after walking for a bit in the morning, instead of at night.
After walking all day and reaching camp at dusk or even after dark, something “light” like our cornmush seems just right!
August 22, 2016
That’s what the hiker we met this morning said. Her story is that she walked from Springer to Katahdin, reaching the summit in Maine on August 4th.
18 days later, she’s already reached 725 miles in a southbound return to Springer!
“How are you doing,” I asked. Her reply, “I’m physically doing great. I’m emotionally broken. I don’t have time to talk with anyone and I hike all day and night.”
August 15, 2016
I am not sharing my story. I am waiting. Letting someone else call the shots. Being a loyal partner while settling for unfulfillment, taking what comes, avoiding creating. Making assumptions that deep connection is not possible.
Avoiding taking a close look and going deeper myself.
Interesting that on this section, I now have ample time to write, to post, to connect, and I decided going into it that I wouldn’t. I would focus on making miles, letting the blogging fall away. Ironically, I have now been in this hostel for 24 hours. And I don’t want to share!