walk slow. slower.

There is a hilarious video from about 15 years back: “So we went to Banff and we saw a unicorn. I thought unicorn were so-o-o extinct!” I kept recalling it through the years, and for some reason my latest adventure a month ago reminded me of it.

We didn’t see any extinct species in Kananaskis that weekend, but we did climb 9K to reach the top of the mountain… which is something I haven’t done in 6-7 years, and even then, it wasn’t that high and that steep.

Anyway, besides great sights to behold, I’ve also learned a couple of things. Darren who drove us there and navigated the whole thing, he is highly skilled and very experienced climber of many years. He had several good advices for me to keep walking without walking out on the whole thing.

Walk slow, he said. Slower. Slower than that. You’d want to conserve your energy and still have of energy when it’s time to go back.

I must admit, it was hard for me to walk slow. I think I’m doing a better job walking slow in the last several years due to working in the hospital and moving side by side with patients that have mobility issues. Yet even that was too fast, apparently, for climbing Opal mountain.

I kept walking up the steep slope, thinking of that, trying to breathe steadily, make small steps, and that made me think of making steps and completing the Steps in recovery. My first sponsor Ted G. said, if you go low and slow, you will grow.

About half hour before we reached the summit, Darren said I need to count the steps – to one hundred, and then count over again. He said that as you’d get progressively tired by then time, counting steps would take the mind off the strain. Meditation of sorts? Sure. I was by then focusing on rune mantra for about an hour, but counting steps sounds like a good idea, as well. We read and recite the Steps in AA meetings each time. That way we introduce the newcomers to them, but we also re-introduce ourselves to them at the same time. Twelve Steps lessons are that when dealing with life and frustrations and resentments, to look at them not as “these people! oh if I had it my way in life!” but “where is my part in this situation?” Reading the Steps re-introduces us to how to see it and how to walk with that wisdom and how to apply these skills. We move through life taking a good look at how to move accurately and kindly to everyone involved.

I am still learning all this. There are days I want to take shortcuts. Then some other days I see how shortcuts could have screwed things up, and I am grateful for keeping it steady and as long of a walk as was necessary.


the “Total death of worldly care in the mountainous embrace” and “Even mountains have their own set of steps” images are by me.

In Conscious Denial of Impertinence

interconnected+vortexEither everything is important

Or nothing.

In recovery and sober living

Everything is pertinent.

It’s a living organism of body, mind and spirit

Like a web of Gaya

Spreading through all that dares to breathe

Valknut of life streams of energies

And roads to all living powers.

 

Wars of emotions in us

Are just like the nerves and sinew-

All connected,

Interdependent.

Cohesion of thought and muscle work

As life events occur around us

We are influenced hundred times faster

Than we will ever know

So our behaviors

Are of fragile and vulnerable children

Relearning how to walk, speak, and connect to the world around.


the image was copied from http://www.essenceandmuse.com/musings/2016/11/25/week-6-8-interconnected. thank you.

Unmet Expectations of Immediate Satisfaction

forGreen and happy was the forest

And you died in it quietly

Just like it was supposed to be.

All your wants you wore on your sleeve,

While your true human needs were tucked away in the black bag

In the farthest corner of your mind

You were too afraid to look at.

You lived so loud you couldn’t hear your inner pulse

And when it slowed down

You didn’t know it,

Because all you cared for was the gimmie-gimmies

That came and left, and new ones always arrived.

You made no friends,

Just enemies and acquaintances

And no one came for help when you screamed.

All your care was for how nice you looked

And how cool was your new cell phone.

Your desires were shallow.

All the need you had was for your wishes

To come true right away,

And if they didn’t, your inexistent patience

Ate at you like a wolf at a throat.

Beating heart of life that went on its terms

Scared the hell out of you.

Timeless breath of the planet made you twitch in worry

And when you waited for the sun to come up

And warm your limbs on that camping trip

(which is a surprise you went for one in the first place)

Cold kept biting on your skin,

As worms and ants minded their business,

As the birds were gathering and foxes hunting,

And you wondered “why the fuck is the sun taking so long to come up?!?”

And it came, but you didn’t know it

Because you finally fell asleep for the first time in your life

And the slumber was too beautiful to be alive for

So death was the best thing that ever happened to you

As you became nothing,

As you were.


the image was copied from http://gardenofgrace.org/into-the-smog. thanks.