Inner180

The internet is everywhere, including the main office at this lovely off the grid hot springs I’m visiting this weekend. Somewhere in the San Luis Valley in south central Colorado, I walked on a mountain trail late last night.  As I practiced letting go of thought, I realized that I was perhaps too far from the small enclave of tents and cabins to be heard if a bear or a mountain lion wanted a midnight snack. Already challenged from the altitude and the steep walk, my heart thundered with colorful visions of my dramatic demise.

I remembered Byron Katie’s words when she talked about being robbed at gunpoint.  Are you going to live your last few moments on earth in fear, or are you going to enjoy them?  Exhilarated, I decided that, since I so rarely have the opportunity to be in such darkness, such quiet, such isolation, that I would not spend this time afraid.  If I am going to be eaten tonight, I’ll enjoy every step until then.