My Spiritual Journey - Part One
(I’m posting these in reverse order so you can read them from top to bottom.)
Occasionally we are ‘called’ – or ‘feel inclined’ if you’re not comfortable with the term ‘called’ – to do things and go to places we wouldn’t usually go. Recently I started to become more and more agitated for no apparent reason until it occurred to me to travel to a mountain range to the west. I was still concerned about the journey, but it felt right to go there.
My partner and I didn’t get into the actual mountains until the third day of our trip, but it was worth the wait. There is something about the mountains that helps me to feel connected to things. It also helps me to realize there is so much more than just what is going on in the present and what I have in front of me. The mountains mean so much more and hold so much more than my daily life.
I picked the place I wanted to go based purely on my ‘gut’ instinct. The place I picked had drawn me since I first saw it on the map and I knew it was the place to go. I didn’t know what I would do when I got there or what I would learn – if anything – but I did know that I had to be there. I had to experience it.
When we finally found the place we were meant to go – a nearly hidden walking trail off the main road (if you can call it a road with all the dirt, rocks, bumps, and other difficulties). We got out of the car, took our water and camera, and headed on our way.
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