With pride, joy, sadness – feeling more introspective.
Greetings from Augusta – the challanges of the Bob Marshall did not match the fears/apprehensions I had of it. I wrote some about tha already in the trip report that will be posted to our website www.walkingcarrot.com so I won’t repeat that here.
I’m geting back in tune with the rhythem of trail life. During long stretches of forested trail I am drifting back, almost trance like to past events. Some sad, some glad – re-examining some, just re-feeling others. Old conflicts buble up anew. They are many of the same “placesL I’ve drifted back to before on my long walks. This time I’m trying to be less intellectual about themand just feel them; to recognize that my fear of feeling them holds me back from working through them and fully learning what they have to teach. Also trying to be less judgemental of my own past actions around them, whether those previous judgements were “bad” or “good”. This will be going on for the next couple months, as I attempt to ask myself the same questions you all would ask me, to take me deeper into the feeling side.
I’m going to go back to getting ready for the next segment now, groceries to pack, maps to read – we leave early friday am.
I’d love to hear from some of you – be sure to send messages to my “pocketmail” adress, NOT my hotmail.
Compassionate Coyote, Phil Hough