Following my earlier reflections, I wanted to share another personal experience and relevant metaphor. The teachings I received from the mountains. Disclaimer: @Justin Peach and I have a habit of going into the the mountains under-prepared and overly confident ๐. Walking & hiking is one of my favorite things in the world. There is something about being surrounded by the giant presence of mountains. Feeling their power and knowing our own place on the earth. Every step forward is an invitation to experience silence and coming into presence. Within this clarity, any chatter of the mind becomes even more prevalent.. exposed. Expressing its yearning for safety and comfort and dislike for the unknown. My mind: "Where is this route going?" "How long is it still going to take?" "Will we make it back before dark?" "I think its better to go back." I can only see the path before me, not the end. It requires surrender. Trust. And mainly, the courage to let go of control. What a metaphor for life! The only way out is through. In the presence of walking, I noticed how extremely uncomfortable I felt with not knowing the destination. I wanted to know, be in control. Measure, plan and calculate what's next. As I became aware, I tried to centre myself. Realize I am not my thoughts. Focusing on the path in front of me. Each and every step. Nature knows, and it'll confront you with those areas where there's constriction. This hike was anything but easy, we walked more than 25km that day at an altitude of almost +4000m. We started too late, with hardly any snacks & water and still acclimatising to the height. As challenging as it was, it also was raw, beautiful, motivating, overcoming. The irony too, was that the destination was nowhere near as beautiful as the journey itself I'm using this experience and teachings as I am navigating a new chapter in life. Finding roots, not yet knowing when, where or how. Trust & surrender. Without attachment.