7/29/2018 0 Comments Into the Mistby Herm Weaver It rained overnight, the morning was cool, the kind that makes you want to stay in bed. Still, we got up and headed for higher ground, the mountains above 12,000’. We were mostly quiet as we drove for the first while. But the higher we climbed the more we woke up. Slowly the chatter began, the views were incredible and our Spirits awoke in the midst of the magical mountain mist. We drove until driving was no longer possible, even with a 4 wheel drive Yukon. And then we got out, and in getting out we were immediately fully awake! For the first while, we simply walked around the immediate area and sat on the ground to try to take it all in. We could have stayed there all day, there was so much to see and feel. Our cups were full and overflowing as the mountain peaks came and went with the mist. In one moment they were clear as a bell, right in front of us and it seemed we could just reach out and touch them. In the next moment they were gone and we could only see a few feet in any direction. In time we found a couple trails, one went down and around, the other went up. We chose the one that went up, of course. The air is thin above 12,000’, especially for the two of us inexperienced high country hikers. We stopped often to breathe, stopping to breathe is sometimes the best part of the journey. We stopped for snacks as the mist and the view of the peaks continued to come and go. We stopped to take pictures of the most delicate of high country flowers. Awesome. Eventually we reached what we thought would be the summit, only to see numerous peaks beyond that were even higher. It seems to be the case for a high country hiker, there is always another peak, the journey is never done. Another day. For this day, we simply reveled in the midst of the magical mountain mist at the summit we had reached. Magical Mountain Mist is at times similar to the way we experience life, sometimes you can see where you’re going and sometimes you can’t. Still the journey continues and putting one foot in front of the other defines the way forward. At times the mist is so thick we can only see a few feet ahead of you, but if we are patient, blue skies and bright sunshine appear and the mountain stands with beauty and strength right in front of us. The principles for hiking are often the same as life principles: *The Higher you climb, the more you wake up *In getting out we are most often immediately fully awake *Sometimes the best part of the journey is stopping to breathe *There is always another peak On our way down the steep terrain the Magical Mountain Mist settled in again, the view was gone but we were still together, remembering the beauty and strength of the sacred space we had just experienced. Perhaps someday you will join us on one of our sacred high country hikes.
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