How is it that week eight came along in the blink of an eye? How did it become the end of February so fast? And to add to the surreal feeling of time marching along faster than I realize, it seems like Spring! As I gleefully started my descent down the trail today, I ran into a gentleman and we exchanged smiles and comments about the lovely weather. I mentioned that I wasn't sure how to take this early warmth and snow melt... should I mentally prepare for that illusive big storm that hasn't yet come, or should I start dreaming about planting my garden? His advice: "Just enjoy the day!"
And what simple and brilliant advice it was: "Just enjoy the day." Yes! Even better, the moment... and so I did! As I continued downward I came to a stream. That stream had been just a trickle last week, but this today it was a full on little stream, and so inviting. I stopped to explore all the ice formations, hidden pools and mini-waterfalls. Delightful. So delightful, in fact, I decided to abandon the trail and follow the stream! It goes down, and I need to go down - how hard could this be? And what better time for bush wacking? Tics are still asleep, hardly any snow, pleasant weather, I can't really get lost... Perfect! This might not seem like the most wild of adventures, but it felt fresh, and spur of the moment, and made me feel light and spontaneous.
I recently started a 6 week workshop in which myself and 40 or so other women are all exploring various aspects of ourselves and how to truly create and live a life we love. This week's exercises were about choice, and how powerful it is to own my shit and the choices I've made to be where I am today. And not only that, but also to become fully aware that I have the choice to move forward in a direction that will fill me up with love, joy, happiness, contentment and peace, and those choices are made moment to moment, thought to thought, breath to breath.
When I chose to follow that creek down the hill today, I chose a new path, I chose to follow my intuition and explore a new way, and I chose to feel free and bold and confidant. When I chose to write this blog I chose to take a risk and try something outside my comfort zone, I chose to practice writing more, and to commit to being in nature at least once a week for a year. When I chose to move to Vermont with my husband and son, we chose to follow our noses and intuition to a place that just felt right. (Don't get me wrong, there were plenty of pro/con lists!) I'm learning to choose out of love instead of fear and, I gotta tell ya, the more I do it, the more it feels like the possibilities are endless. Yes, I probably still have post-hike endorphins running through my blood, but isn't that point? It may not feel like this every in moment, (or maybe it could?) but I'm just happy it feels this way right now. So yes, I will "enjoy the day!"
Hi, my name is Ali Dawson Gibson. I'm a healer, a singer and a teacher. This Blog, 52 Weeks of the Ledges, is from 2016 when I hiked this awesome Bristol Ledges trail once and week and shared my experiences. Enjoy!