After swim lessons this morning, I suggested a walk. Without plan or expectation our saunter turned into a hike.
My daughters motored up the switchbacks and I was reminded of how grown and capable they are. Ruby whined only once that she was exhausted and, as always, it was about 12 steps into our walk. And, as always, her recovery came as quickly as her agony had set in.
At the fourth switchback, Margot announced the people below us were surely evil pirates trying to get our treasure and that we best hurry to the M. The hike turned into a game and they ran the rest of the way, pausing to cast spells and take nibbles of a snack. Sticks were wands, rocks were hot lava, grass seeds were fairy dust.
On yesterday’s walk I was a witch. On today’s I was simply a grownup who wasn’t allowed to pass children and had to carry the water and croissant.
We made it to the top ahead of the evil pirates, just in time to claim our treasure: two shooting star wands.
Thoughts:
1. Spontaneous adventure is a luxury. When we free ourselves from forecasting what comes next, all weather is perfect.
2. Hike in whatever shoes you’ve got. Our journey does not depend on gear.
3. Eagerly suggest to take a picture of strangers. The offer will warm their hearts and the documentation will be greatly appreciated.
4. Imagination is a powerful tool. We can flip our perspective from tired to energized, from anxious to empowered, from sad to hopeful – simply by imagining how we want to feel and creating a scenario that supports it.
5. Begin. Rest. Keep Going.
