following my bliss

Mountains are high and hard to climb, but they offer ME a better view

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Hearing the high beat,
my arms outstretched in the tingling
Process of transformation,
and soon tough legs,
With folded feet,
trail in the sounding vacuum
of passage.

:: All about me ::
Name:Mec Sexy
Date of Birth:October 03, 1977
Status:Prodigal Mountaineer
... but I practice LNT ha!

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Winners take time
to relish their work,
knowing that scaling the mountain
is what makes the view from the top
so exhilarating. (D. Waitley)

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Wednesday, February 12, 2003
Extreme happiness; ecstasy.
The ecstasy of salvation; spiritual joy

Why do I wake up earlier than usual to exercise? Why have I splurged thousands of money in sporty wear and expensive gear? Why have I sacrificed weekends of just sleeping in my warm, soft bed to trudge along mountain trails under the heat of the sun and vulnerable to the other elements? Why do I allow myself to get weary over a heavy load stamped on my back for the greater period of the day? Why do I invest a lot of time and effort to self-exhaustion, one way or another?

I just tell myself, it’s following my bliss. My happiness. My passion. And though I have only just begun, and a lot of things are yet to be learned, a lot of skills to be acquired, my heart has yet to change its mind.

Quarter-life crisis comes to mind. And yet, if I hadn’t felt restless and incomplete some months ago, I wouldn’t be as happy now. Sure, I get tired. I get worn out. Moments of self-doubt and recrimination also beset me. But I decided to do this with eyes open to the dangers and sacrifices this hobby would entail. And I have not been disillusioned yet. Instead, I have met friends, mentors and more of myself.

Truly, the sun does shine brighter when you are working for a goal. A sunset is really more beautiful viewed from a mountain top. The sounds of the forest friendlier and sweeter to the ears. The smell of sea and mountain breeze more stirring. Pictures taken along a trek more poignant. And the laughter exchanged more ringing.

Follow your bliss. I do not really have a tangible, logical reason why I’m doing what I’m doing. But happiness lies here. Friends, good times, learning moments… still await me.

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