“Ego says, “Once everything falls into place, I’ll feel peace.”
A few weeks ago I went on a 5-hour hike at Colonel Denning State Park that took me up and down Blue Mountain in Tuscarora State Forest. I’ve been wanting to get out on more hikes this year and have really gotten to see much more of Pennsylvania than I ever have, and to places that are no more than 2 hours away from my home.
In my experience, it’s better to go to State Parks for a few good reasons. Marked trails and restrooms being the most notable and important for me, and so that’s why I usually make sure if I’m going on a hike, I plan to take lots of water, and get the map so I can make sure of where I am at any given time.
Some trails are really hard to follow, and others have the markings on trees to guide me or wooden walkways and even stone steps.
This trail had all of the above, great trail markings, awesome bridges and clear paths through the woods.
I made great time getting to the top and checking out the view, and so I thought that I had tons of time and could go a different way back than I came, and still make it back to my car before dark.
I made the decision that I could take the Tuscarora Trail, Wildcat Run, Warner, and then back to Flat Rock Trail , which lead me back to my car and water.
I started thinking that I’m doing so good on this hike, and I’m not even dirty at all! A few moments later, I took a step in the middle of this open forest area, and my foot went right into the mud. Not just a little, but my foot was actually submerged in mud. And when I went to take a step with my other foot, that hit mud too.
It’s just when I think I’ve mastered something, that things start to go wrong in one way or another. This same pattern has happened a few times in my life that I can remember.
Once I was thinking about how great it is that there’s no traffic, and then a few moments later, I’m stuck in traffic for over an hour.
Somehow the universe reminds me to be humble, yet somehow I keep forgetting. So I’ll try and keep reminding myself to be less arrogant and more aware of my surroundings, and thankful for each moment of peace.
And maybe next time, I will take the challenging route, not because I know I can master that trail (Ego), but because it scares me to think that I’d actually be able to do it. Life really is about being thankful for each moment that I take a breath, and striving to make each day count in hopes to have meaningful experiences. At least that’s what I hope to strive for each day.