Posted by peskypippi | Posted in Life, Life Lessons | Posted on 27-02-2017
I went snowshoeing with my buddies. And for some reason, I didn’t really care where we were going.
Here we were at the base of a mountain, in search of a lake. We snowshoed single file talking all the while, stopping for water, for a Caveman bar snack, for a laugh break. The leader of our pack had the trail map. I was last in line, bobbling along without the need to navigate.
Instead, I focused on the patterns in the snow, the crispness of the air, the snow-laden trees, the crunching of my snowshoes, the sweat building up under my armpits.
We came to a map in the path. There was no “you are here” marked. We had little idea where we were. Where was the lake? Who knows? Onward we went, until we came to a snow globe-like mountain. We were surrounded with snow drifts and trees and magic.
We never did find the lake. But we found beauty and peace and laughter.
In life, we don’t always know what will happen next or which path we should take. Right now, I am at a crossroads in my life. With my children growing up. With my job.
Which way will I go? I’m not sure. For now, I’m doing my best to enjoy the journey.