I can see the path ahead. It looks hard, exposed, and slippery. Slight shiver. And I am now on the path, one foot after the other, simply focused, mind and feet acting with the same intention, staying firmly on the ground. Easy and big smile. Hum… looking ahead or a perception to create difficulties?
Two people sitting, a landscape, a fog dancing with the light, a coolness in the air, a poster of a movie (out of Africa) freezing the moment into my own happiness reel. It will not be remembering, it will be turning on the reel, and the movie playing , the skin cold, the vision short, the mountain spirit in the fog, a rainbow of sensation in my own resources bag.
Each encounter on this path is about what happens next, and what happens now. The past is there, a foundation and a rock we have already climbed. But today each hikers is only looking at the stones moved at the moment and the ones of tomorrow. From day-to-past to day-to-tomorrow with an emphasis on day-to-day! A new kind of freedom, un-trapped from the already lived and completed past.
Suddenly two things only in my head –where I sleep this evening –what do I have to eat? Two basic questions to create rhythm in my days. Gosh… why on earth have I so many questions passing through my head on my traditional days? Joy in the freedom of simplicity!
Sitting may be the new smoking of today’s world… But what about focusing only on smartphone and PC screen? The new cocaine of today’s world? A life with no dimension, right in front of your eyes, with no perception and big pictures… scarry… that bloody stupid new cocaine…
Finally I can stretch my eyes more than 40 cm! No screen, no smartphone, no limit. Eyes stretching to the world and the world back into my horizon. Ah! So good to have back an horizon. Happy! And a life back in my eyes!
“Come on take a break… come one you could stop, take a bus”… would be saying the Little Devil on my left shoulder… but it’s dead quiet, must have been a rock on the way – PAF! Little Devil on the ground, knocked out – unless… the cat got its tongue! Nothing to say, it’s just too good!
Up and down and up and down. A hiker equals a Yo Yo, and a pass having fun. One advantage though… when you can’t see how far the destination is, and simply know its name, you can only focus on enjoying every single steps of the journey.
Still the same… tie up the boots, pick up the back pack, chase one foot with the other one, stop for water sip, stop for snack bite, keeping chasing one foot with the other one; and still so different… another flower, another thought, another light, another discovery about oneself, another idea, another line of dreams, another bite of life!
“Come” said the ibex, “there is a great spot there. You won’t believe how many there are, and they keep coming; must be a migration spot.”
“Really? The two legged animals without horns.”
“ Yes, those ones. Come, the evening is upon us and they always disappear in weird wooden boxes in the evening.”
Hum… question of the day… how many ibex have taken my pictures?