Climbing this mountain was probably one of the most exhausting, physically challenging things I have ever done. It was cold and windy, despite being incredibly beautiful. Weighted down with my snowboard strapped to my back, a ton of boarding attire and a theraband tied around me, I felt like I was hauling my out of an impossible situation. I forget how much I can take and achieve sometimes. I look at the mountain, and go “No Way!” “That’s impossible, and crazy, and is t really worth it anyway!?” Why push through it, and push the boundries? I wonder sometimes… When things seem bigger than me, and I forget that it’s all perspective. But even with perspective, sometimes it is just a long hard slog~ but it can be fun.
This hike took about 90 minutes. I walked, hiked, prayed, BodyTalked, crawled and collapsed a few times with my face in the snow. The hike started behind where I am taking this picture, so it was already about 20 minutes at this point. It’s a good job I live on a 5th floor of a walk up and am really too used to carrying stuff up and down my stairs! It then goes all the way to the top of where you can see and along the ridge on the left.
At the top, the wind was blowing and narly. There were a few times when I was like “Is this worth it? What am I doing this for? I can’t go any further cos my legs are going to die!!” But, somehow I pushed on. I feel so alone walking up this mountain. No one can help, and everyone has to just take care of themselves. The skiers who have been hiking this ridge for months stride on by, and I’m just on my second day on the mountain! Shhheeeeecsh.
We reached the summit, and the wind was piercing. My legs were officially jelly (jello). The view is incredible. Nothing but mountains, air, trees, clouds, space and expansiveness. To be one with the mountain, and to remember that we are all part of this same unit. I forget that, and look at the separateness.
Strapping. Get on my feet. Fall over. Try again…. and then GO… boarding through 10 inches of fresh powder for all of about 2 minutes was the reward that I for the hike! Crazy but incredible. There is nothing like surfing through the soft clouds of perfect snowflakes. Each individual, perfect snowflake holds in it the information for the whole sea of snow. It’s like letting out a long breath with no interruptions. No resistances. No looking or going back, just forward. Into a new place, a new moment, a new state. No longer do my legs want to collapse in quite the same way.. now I am flying through the air. Wow.
I guess this means I have to keep on keeping on always, right? Maybe a few moment of collapse in there.
There can be no time for fear or resistance. Just keep the goal in focus. Right. Good to hear that. Thank you
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