It’s been a little over a week since I celebrated my 46th birthday and I’m reminded of the first birthday I spent traveling. I was on the Camino with Mark and Alyson and we splurged for a nice hotel and a delicious dinner. I had never felt so scrumptious in a bed as I did after walking 12-20 miles daily for almost a week. Those soft clean sheets, yummy!!
It’s the little things that we take for granted. When these homey, standard things we don't even usually notice are gone, we realize how vital they are to our joy. I love Hot Showers and a clean toilet!!
I remember sitting on my bed with throbbing ankles, blurry vision and exhaustion I had never experienced.
But, underneath all of that, the sense of accomplishment, the Knowing that I had gotten myself from town to town with my own feet for days, is something I will carry with me through the rest of this life.
Looking over my shoulder at the end of a day to see the vibrant green, sheep patched hills or cityscapes I had walked through, I could physically see how far I had come. It was a lightbulb in my soul that boldly turned on. I could do so much in just one day.
I remind myself of that now when I’m home whittling away time on my phone. How much could I really be creating, sharing, experiencing? This adventurer is ready. I'm listening and the wildness is calling...