My Spiritual Journey - Part Three
(I’m posting these in reverse order so you can read them from top to bottom.)
Having dealt with the physical, emotional, and mental challenges while on the mountain path, I began talking to my partner about what I had been through and wondering if getting past those challenges was what I had been meant to accomplish at this point.
I rested once more as he went ahead to see if there was any sign that we were close to the end of the trail, and I began to think about what I had told him. The place I rested was a large flat rock with more rocks like it nearby. Nowhere else on the trail was there anything like it. The flat rock was massive, easily taking three of me laid foot to head across it both ways.
Dark clouds became more condensed and I felt the first of the cold rain drops land on my hot skin. I considered further how I felt about having pushed all of my limits and accomplished so much, even though we hadn’t reached the end of the trail.
My partner and I met up, and we found that the trail headed downward once more, with no lookout to be found even though we had been climbing upward for kilometers. We looked at each other and debated whether going forward would be a bad thing to do with the storm so close.
I searched my feelings and that was when I truly felt like I had accomplished what I was meant to accomplish on that trail. No longer did the thought of turning back reduce me to tears and feelings of unease. In fact, I felt revived, peaceful, changed. I had a new burst of energy.
The rain flooded down on us as we descended, washing away all the dirt, sweat, and strain from the journey up. Though cold with the wind and a bit intimidating with the thunder and lightning, I felt the rain completed everything, washing away the grime of the past to leave the slightly newer, changed me.
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