Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Getting to the top of the mountain.
Getting to the top of the mountain can be a metaphor for many things. It could mean finishing a paper, a project, school, work, the week... Just any sort of hurdle you come across. Getting over this mountain, for me, meant something physical and metaphorical.
As my spin instructor would say, "imagine what is on the top of the hill and get to it." I remember a time when I wouldn't even look at the hill. I went on a hike once with a good friend to the volcanoes on the West Side of Albuquerque. Five minutes in, I was winded and wanted to go back to the car. It was as if there wasn't enough of anything to keep me from not being so tired. When we got to the base of one volcano, I stopped, sat on a rock, and refused to follow him up. He begged me to go up with him. I crossed my arms and acted like a child. So he went without me.
As I sat and reflected alone, I realized that I had never been so disappointed in myself. I just sat there. What was my problem? Was I really that lazy and stuck in my ways that I couldn't even climb a damn hill?
Ya, pretty much. Maybe I was afraid that I couldn't get to the top. Or maybe I was afraid of what would be there when I did. I didn't even try.
But I am here to tell you all that this past weekend, that concept changed for me. I went on a hike with that same friend to Bear Canyon. It was two hours long, and I thought my heart was going to explode half the time. However, my friend brought something up. He re-told me the story about our hike in the volcanoes. I had completely forgotten about that experience. He reminded me that on other hikes I would get winded right away just walking on the trail before the mountain. And how I would never be motivated to keep going. I felt kinda bad. I was holding him back from all these cool experiences at the top of every mountain we climbed because I would go slow or something. I mean, I have made to the tops of other mountains, and other hills. But this mountain was different. It was a reflection of the progress that I have made since this summer, and where I used to be in life.
Now I look forward to seeing the city from up high... which is so beautiful, by the way...
And I look forward to climbing taller mountains, higher boulders, in faster time.
Watching the sunset from my side, and being a part of it to everyone else.
Being proud of my accomplishments every single day, no matter how hard they are and what everyone else says.
Living a life that I never thought I could live because I was too depressed to leave the illusion of Hollywood life.
Following my dream one step at a time.
Being the best me that I can be! And loving every bit and piece of it.
So climb a mountain with me? I'd be happy to be a part of the sunset with you.
Until next time <3
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Nice. We gotta go hike together!
ReplyDeleteWe do! It would be so much fun.
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