My zion hike

Today, I find myself remembering a hike that I took in Zion National Park many years ago. It was a hike that was designed to be extremely challenging, something that all of us who took it were to liken to our lives. Like life, it started out gentle and easy, on a downward slope. It progressively got harder, and there were challenges that each of us were presented with, for some those challenges were a breeze to get through, and for others they were monumental. One of the challenges on that hike for me came when I had to listen carefully and follow the instructions given by another...I didn't like those instructions and argued with the one who gave them to me. I thought that my way would be so much simpler and easier to accomplish the task that was set before me. I. Was. Wrong. The next hard part for me was actually the very last stretch of the hike when we had to climb almost straight up to return to the point we had started from. It was brutal, I was slow, I wanted to give up. To just sit down and cry because it was so hard and it hurt so very much. I could not focus on my goal of returning to the van, the van that would take me back to my dwelling place, where I could rest and reflect upon the journey. I had to rely on the encouragement that others gave to get me through. That whole hike came during a difficult and enlightening time in my life. Its an experience I will never forgot and I would love to take that hike again. Its just got me thinking about how much I have learned about myself and just exactly what I am capable of doing when I set my mind to it.