This particular trail was for intermediate walkers and it was mostly up a mountain for two miles. I remember that for the first few minutes of the walk, I was charmed by the newness of my experience. My surroundings, the lush flora, moss covered Sycamore trees, wildflowers of all colors, birds of all sizes, color, and song and other creatures were the background soundtrack because after the first few minutes of my climb I began obsessing about getting to the top. I'd been told that the payoff was large -- an extraordinary view of the magnificent Pacific coastline. I remember I bumped into two hikers making their way down and I asked each of them, desperately, "how long till I get to the top? It depends, each responded, one hour, 20 minutes, it's all up to your pace."
Then it hit me, I had missed all the beauty that surrounded me in the first half hour of the walk because I was stubbornly focused on the end result. Aha moments happen in unexpected moments. Mine was smack in the middle of this early morning trek.
I remember thinking that if I only focused on reaching the summit, I was going to miss all the teeming beauty that engulfed me during my journey. And how sad that would be, for me. At that moment, my pace slowed down and all my senses were awakened. I began to see smell, see, feel and hear more clearly the extraordinary beauty the region offered. I heard some leaves shuffling and turned to catch a small doe having breakfast. She looked at me briefly and I swear her eyes twinkled, then she went back to eating. My presence did not threaten her. I was not threatened by hers. Then a few birds with deep blue feathers and dark rooster-like crests flew by and perched themselves on nearby branches. They just chilled out there. The Sycamore trees, with their lush graceful branches, swayed softly in the early morning breeze. I smelled the earth which was warm and wet from the night rains. The sun played hide and seek as I walked up slowly. I took everything in.
It was in the midst of this experience that I was fully able to understand the power of being present, the power of the sage words about life being a journey, and the ancients saying, enjoy it, what's the hurry? Soon enough, without even noticing, I reached the top, and just as I'd been promised, it was a glorious view of the blue Pacific. What I discovered though was that the view of the summit, as glorious and remarkable as it was, was no less gorgeous than each step that brought me there.
I took with me the lesson of the experience: savor each step of my life with clarity and presence. Soon enough I will get to whatever destination I am heading and my journey will be enriched because of it. So will yours...
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