Recently I climbed a Holy Mountain, Croagh Patrick in the West of Ireland. It's a tough climb especially the last half mile where it's steep and the path is covered in loose rock (at least for me it was tough!). It was well worth the effort with amazing views out over the Atlantic sea, and the next stop America!
There were a few things I noticed about myself as I hiked. Sometimes, I would look ahead and feel overwhelmed by the remaining climb. When I let go and simply focussed on the steps I was currently taking, I softened into it and enjoyed the process. Being in the moment and feeling the winter sun on my skin was a delightful experience, it's all about where we place our attention. For me it was more beneficial to focus on where I was now, rather than projecting onto the future climb.
When I was present and in the moment, the distance remaining didn't matter. When I lost focus, that was when I was likely to stumble and trip. Climbing the mountain felt like a beautiful metaphor for life and projects I embark upon. It can be beneficial to keep an overall view on what the outcome might be, in this case reaching the mountain top. There is simultaneously great value in holding the vision lightly, perhaps I wouldn't feel to go all the way to the top or to follow a different path upwards. There is so much to discover and notice about the journey and it's not necessarily about reaching the destination point. I have noticed that when I remain open, other magical things often unfold that I would never have predicted.
There were a few things I noticed about myself as I hiked. Sometimes, I would look ahead and feel overwhelmed by the remaining climb. When I let go and simply focussed on the steps I was currently taking, I softened into it and enjoyed the process. Being in the moment and feeling the winter sun on my skin was a delightful experience, it's all about where we place our attention. For me it was more beneficial to focus on where I was now, rather than projecting onto the future climb.
When I was present and in the moment, the distance remaining didn't matter. When I lost focus, that was when I was likely to stumble and trip. Climbing the mountain felt like a beautiful metaphor for life and projects I embark upon. It can be beneficial to keep an overall view on what the outcome might be, in this case reaching the mountain top. There is simultaneously great value in holding the vision lightly, perhaps I wouldn't feel to go all the way to the top or to follow a different path upwards. There is so much to discover and notice about the journey and it's not necessarily about reaching the destination point. I have noticed that when I remain open, other magical things often unfold that I would never have predicted.
Best wishes for your methaphorical mountain climbing, whatever it might be :)
Love Fiona
Love Fiona
Fiona is an Openhand Facilitator, reflexologist and experienced doula. She is passionate about living true to her heart and soul and empowering others to do the same. She runs various workshops related to women's issues and loves joining women in circle. Her website is www.fionareilly.co.uk or click here for her facebook page.
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