My feet fall into
their rhythm, one step after the next, the crunch of small rocks and dirt
beneath them. My breathing falls into a similar pattern. Inhale twice . . . long exhale . . . inhale
twice . . . long exhale. These simple rhythms allow my thoughts to wander. It is almost as if my body’s struggle allows
for an effortless drift of my mind. At 4 a.m., other than the three foot circle
my headlamp makes at my feet, there is nothing but darkness all around me. Every once in a while, I reach up to click
the off button, and then stare up and out at a sky bursting at the seams with
stars. Once, I’m lucky enough to time it
just right, and, as I stare, a streak of light dashes brilliantly from right to
left. A piece of rock from somewhere deep
in the universe had made its way to the edge of our atmosphere, and in its
final display had met me right here, in this moment, lighting up my night sky. Sunrise summits are a special thing. They are something we have come to look
forward to, your mother and I. There is just something about the excitement of
crawling out of sleeping bags into the darkness and moving under headlamps,
climbing thousands of vertical feet and struggling and breathing and the stars
and the expectation and . . .
This hike is all of those, yet also something else. On this sunrise summit, my mind takes very little time to wander. Instead it moves directly to its subject. I settle in to the rhythms of movement quickly, and my thoughts once again find themselves swirling around you. In life, I have found there to be many things I have longed to tell people, but have either not had the chance to, or, more realistically, not taken the chance to tell them. My thought is to preemptively take that chance now. I haven't even met you yet, but there are just so many things I want to tell you. What better way than a letter from the mountains.
One of my favorite things about words is how they can continually speak new insights to us. Over time, as our experiences shape us, our understanding can change perspective. We can grow. And like the rain soaking deeper into the soil, so words and their meanings can permeate deeper into us. It will be some time before the words on this page begin to speak to you, so until then, play. Play and laugh and run around bare foot stomping in every puddle along the way. Throw rocks in the river and dig in the dirt and let your imagination run rampant, taking you places no one else could ever dream of. Let you first concern on this earth be to play.
You are beautiful. You are the most beautiful, mystical miracle. The amazing thing is that so is everybody else. The sad thing is that very few of them actually believe it. Since the beginning of time, since the spirit hovered over the waters, since the first sparks of the cosmos, everything in the universe has intimately and intricately worked together to bring you here right now. You and every part of creation around you are expressions of grandeur that ultimately defy explanation. Life is both mystery and miracle. You are a beautiful miracle. Believe it, live like it, and then go help others believe it. There are a number of people who will try and convince you otherwise. People will judge you. People will say things to hurt you, and their words will hurt. Sometimes words can hurt worse than anything else. People say hurtful things because they are hurting. So many people are hurt and scared. So many people have never been told they’re beautiful, and so many others simply refuse to believe it. Remember, you are a beautiful miracle. All of life is mystery and miracle. Believe it, live like it, and then go help others believe it.
Take risks. Do things in life where there is a very real opportunity to fail. Successes and accomplishments get all the attention, but the true substance is in the risk. The value is in putting yourself out there, in doing things that make you nervous, no matter what they are. There is no such thing as “trying” something. Trying focuses on the outcome, but when we allow ourselves to do something, we can fully engage in the process, the journey, regardless of how it turns out. The unavoidable is temporary, but lessons from the unavoidable are everlasting. Embrace the journey. Be a learner of life. It is of far more value to be a learner than to be learned.
Don’t bother with happiness. Chase after passion, love, grace, peace, mercy, truth, adventure, hope, wisdom or any combination of the above. Let happiness come find you.
Always remember where you came from, where we all came from. We were formed out of earth and breath, intimately connected with the Creator and Creation. Nature is not a place to go, it is home. Be at home in her, and treat her as such. Too many of us have forgotten our beginnings and have lost our way. Go to the wild places, to the rivers, the mountains, the forests, the deserts . . . and listen. Take time to be still in them. Be a stranger to no season. Keep your ear to the earth and let it teach you. We live in an empowered place, and the truths and mysteries of the Creator exist throughout what he has made. Live with your eyes wide open to the wonders surrounding us, and help others to do the same.
The wind is deafening at times, nearly knocking your mother and I off our feet. The vast expanse of the Chihuahuan Desert runs out in every direction below us. As the sun slowly creeps up over the horizon, we watch the landscape change as its rugged features are traced and highlighted. The arroyos, the canyons, the mountains, and the glistening ribbon of river, all are coming into view. From here, at the height of the Chisos Mountians, with a pink, purple, and orange cloud streaked sky for a backdrop, we throw our arms out wide and scream with a wild joy, because we know you are here with us. And so now, each day we will lift our voices to the Creator on your behalf, that all of his creation will embrace you, and that you will embrace all that life has to give.
This hike is all of those, yet also something else. On this sunrise summit, my mind takes very little time to wander. Instead it moves directly to its subject. I settle in to the rhythms of movement quickly, and my thoughts once again find themselves swirling around you. In life, I have found there to be many things I have longed to tell people, but have either not had the chance to, or, more realistically, not taken the chance to tell them. My thought is to preemptively take that chance now. I haven't even met you yet, but there are just so many things I want to tell you. What better way than a letter from the mountains.
One of my favorite things about words is how they can continually speak new insights to us. Over time, as our experiences shape us, our understanding can change perspective. We can grow. And like the rain soaking deeper into the soil, so words and their meanings can permeate deeper into us. It will be some time before the words on this page begin to speak to you, so until then, play. Play and laugh and run around bare foot stomping in every puddle along the way. Throw rocks in the river and dig in the dirt and let your imagination run rampant, taking you places no one else could ever dream of. Let you first concern on this earth be to play.
You are beautiful. You are the most beautiful, mystical miracle. The amazing thing is that so is everybody else. The sad thing is that very few of them actually believe it. Since the beginning of time, since the spirit hovered over the waters, since the first sparks of the cosmos, everything in the universe has intimately and intricately worked together to bring you here right now. You and every part of creation around you are expressions of grandeur that ultimately defy explanation. Life is both mystery and miracle. You are a beautiful miracle. Believe it, live like it, and then go help others believe it. There are a number of people who will try and convince you otherwise. People will judge you. People will say things to hurt you, and their words will hurt. Sometimes words can hurt worse than anything else. People say hurtful things because they are hurting. So many people are hurt and scared. So many people have never been told they’re beautiful, and so many others simply refuse to believe it. Remember, you are a beautiful miracle. All of life is mystery and miracle. Believe it, live like it, and then go help others believe it.
Take risks. Do things in life where there is a very real opportunity to fail. Successes and accomplishments get all the attention, but the true substance is in the risk. The value is in putting yourself out there, in doing things that make you nervous, no matter what they are. There is no such thing as “trying” something. Trying focuses on the outcome, but when we allow ourselves to do something, we can fully engage in the process, the journey, regardless of how it turns out. The unavoidable is temporary, but lessons from the unavoidable are everlasting. Embrace the journey. Be a learner of life. It is of far more value to be a learner than to be learned.
Don’t bother with happiness. Chase after passion, love, grace, peace, mercy, truth, adventure, hope, wisdom or any combination of the above. Let happiness come find you.
Always remember where you came from, where we all came from. We were formed out of earth and breath, intimately connected with the Creator and Creation. Nature is not a place to go, it is home. Be at home in her, and treat her as such. Too many of us have forgotten our beginnings and have lost our way. Go to the wild places, to the rivers, the mountains, the forests, the deserts . . . and listen. Take time to be still in them. Be a stranger to no season. Keep your ear to the earth and let it teach you. We live in an empowered place, and the truths and mysteries of the Creator exist throughout what he has made. Live with your eyes wide open to the wonders surrounding us, and help others to do the same.
The wind is deafening at times, nearly knocking your mother and I off our feet. The vast expanse of the Chihuahuan Desert runs out in every direction below us. As the sun slowly creeps up over the horizon, we watch the landscape change as its rugged features are traced and highlighted. The arroyos, the canyons, the mountains, and the glistening ribbon of river, all are coming into view. From here, at the height of the Chisos Mountians, with a pink, purple, and orange cloud streaked sky for a backdrop, we throw our arms out wide and scream with a wild joy, because we know you are here with us. And so now, each day we will lift our voices to the Creator on your behalf, that all of his creation will embrace you, and that you will embrace all that life has to give.
