Collect moments, provoke thought
Joy and dreams don't have to wait for the weekend. Spreadsheets, emails, big paychecks. Not for me. The latter would be nice, but I'm trading in big figures for a big expanse. For back roads that go on forever. For huffing up steep switchbacks. For getting to the base of a sheer cliff and climbing it. For meeting a raven at the top and hearing the deep woosh of its wings as it flies off. For touching earth more frequently than touching a keyboard. For those soft, cool mornings in the desert as the stars quietly fade. I want my life to be full of trying hard. To be full of wonder. Not wondering. I want to have the time of my life. Right now. I want to drink beer and enjoy the view with my heroes, my friends. I want to devote myself entirely to what I love. I want to dare myself. I want to go forward unapologetically. I don't want to ask anyone for permission. I seek pure pursuits - getting drained by a climb that picks on my weaknesses. Being humbled. Learning lessons three times over. Feeling crushed and then pushing through it. Staring out across canyons and feeling small. Breathing in giant bellyfulls of air in the depths of an old growth forest. No matter what crag I hang from, or bend I round, one thing is clear: it is through the unknown that I find myself. It is where I go to get empty and fill myself up, all at the same time.
"Wildness reminds us what it means to be human, what we are connected to rather than what we are separate from.”
― Terry Tempest Williams