Lost

Lost. Even hearing the word seems to affect us. Have you ever been lost in a dangerous situation? Being lost is a matter of either not knowing where you are or not knowing where you’re headed. It may be a more common experience than we realize. I’ve been lost in the woods before. A friend … Continue reading Lost

Only What You Take With You

I like to backpack. I’ve been doing it since I was young. It has long been a part of my pilgrimage on this planet. There have been some grand adventures and some disappointing days along the way. I’ve been excited, and occasionally injured. I have enjoyed incredible views and days when you could only see … Continue reading Only What You Take With You

Lollygaggin’

Being pedestrian can mean many things. Traveling on foot leads to endless variations. There is simple walking. There is strenuous hiking. There is jogging. You get the point. Two feet—many modes. Those many modes can lead to many moods as well. Last week I was writing about footsloggin’ where the task is just to keep … Continue reading Lollygaggin’

Footslogging

Envisioning. Planning. Preparing. Packing. Starting. Hitting the stride. There is something about starting a trek that is energizing and exciting. There is something about heading out on a hike that gets my attention and seems to move me along. For a while. But hiking can be hard. The spiritual journey can be arduous as well. … Continue reading Footslogging

Hitting My Stride

I love planning a trip. I will devote lots of time and energy to thinking about a trip, whether it’s a long trip across the country or a short walk in the woods. I am prone to pore over maps and books and reviews of things. Planning is a big part of the process and … Continue reading Hitting My Stride

Inner Journey

I’m going on a journey. I'm leaving tomorrow. It will be an extended trek that will last several weeks. It will be an adventure, and I love adventures. But I will not actually be leaving home. I will not be booking flights or packing suitcases. I will not have to have a passport or boarding … Continue reading Inner Journey

Seeking Silence

At last I was getting away. Heading to a little cabin up in the woods. Sounds quaint. No telephone, no television, no microwave, no wifi, no cell service—just an old stone structure and a pile of firewood. There would be electricity, but modern amenities would be in short supply. I like it that way. I … Continue reading Seeking Silence