This What I Found When I Got Lost In The Mountains

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I found courage. It’s weird to say that you found courage when you were in the mountains but that’s where I found mine. While hiking alone, on a trail that was one of the hardest ones I’ve ever attempted, I saw everything I could do if I just took a chance. My soul started screaming, ‘You can do whatever you set your mind to as long as you take a leap!’

I found peace. All of the noise in my brain that was screaming at me constantly has since settled down. I no longer have to try to be anything other than myself. I don’t have to wear makeup or make sure my hair is perfect, I just have to look at the beautiful things surrounding me. On that day my phone didn’t have service so it made it easy to switch off from all of my responsibilities.  

I found love. It’s the kind of love you can’t find anywhere else. It’s not a kind of love that you can receive from another person. It’s just the warm feeling you get in your chest when you’re happy. It’s that feeling that makes you wonder what the hell you’ve been doing until this point and why you need to do this more often. It’s the kind of love that makes you realize that everything in the past that happened to you doesn’t define your future.

I found nature. I never used to be a city person. I grew up in small towns and with my parents trying to connect us to nature all the time. But then I lost that part of me. All I cared about was new technology. New designer purses. New everything. I didn’t care much about leaving the concrete jungle to see anything real. So, when I finally listened to my heart and headed to the mountains, I saw nature again. I saw exactly what I was missing in my life.

I found my inner voice. While I found silence and peace in the mountains, I also heard myself for the first time in years. I heard a voice telling me that I needed to make some changes. I heard the reminder that I am actually doing OK despite the fact that I felt like everything in my life was falling apart. I heard myself say that I was exactly in the place I needed to be. That voice told me that I needed to learn patience and contentment.

I found my strength. The strength I believed I no longer held wasn’t really gone at all. I found out that even though I felt weak, the fact that I was still here facing my demons means I am strong. I listened to that voice again when it said that I had all the tools I needed inside of me in order to create my own destiny.

I found myself. I found the woman that I thought I lost years ago. The woman that wanted to do everything and see everything, but who settled for less than she deserved. I saw my reflection, the real me, for the first time in a mountain creek. I looked at the woman staring back at me and told her that I was going to let her shine again. I would no longer let the outside world control who I was or who I am meant to be.

What I found when I got lost in the mountains were things I could have not have found anywhere else. The mountain air and the natural beauty managed to impact me in ways fancy coffees and shopping trips never could.

So, go get lost. You never know what you might find.