Sunday, February 24, 2013
Clearing the Trail ...
Excitedly, we would rush through breakfast, suit up in our long-johns, boots, scarfs and snowmobile suits. Adventures of flying through the fields and to destinations occupied my mind. I couldn't wait to rev up my machine and ZOOM ZOOM! Racing outside I stop dead in my tracks when I see my Dad trudging from the garage with a gas can, axe, chainsaw and shovels in hand. He loaded them up in the dogsled he already had hitched to his snowmobile. I groaned. I knew today would not be the day for fast-paced trail adventures. Today, we had to clear the trail.
Had we decided to skip the work to get to the prize of riding the trails, we would have gotten snarled and caught up along the way. Our snowmobiles would have gotten stuck and damaged, or worse, riders could have been injured. An inexperienced rider would surely have gotten lost trying to distinguish where the trail began and where it ended had we not cleared the way.
I think about the dog-sled full of tools I have - experience, knowledge, intuition, wit, charisma .. amongst others. I think about the trail-masters I have in my life -the people who have been on the trail before, who know how to navigate it - whether its smooth sailing, or blocked with twisted obstacles and challenges. People who can show me how to use my tools and resources to cut down the obstacles, and how to mark the trail so others can join me. I think about how amazing it feels once the work is done, and how that hard work resulted in fun, enjoyment and community. I start to get excited to roll up my sleeves and get to work clearing, because clearing is the first step towards the reward.
Tell me, what trails do you need to clear to get to where you want to go?
Paradise is Here, Paradise is Now .... Paradise is Clearing the Trail...