Another foray into the wilderness in May took me to the
top of Rager Mountain, the pinnacle of Gallitzin State Forest. Located only a few miles from Johnstown, PA, it’s
a world away from the daily distractions in life. For hours I hiked near tall trees, waterfalls
and caves that are home to black bears, which fortunately I did not encounter.
Instead, it was if I became entranced by the simplicity of the wilderness
again, focusing on the surroundings like a natural deep-breathing exercise.
I felt serenely rooted in nature and compelled to combine my
two loves, yoga and hiking, while striking a tree pose among the mature stands
of oaks and leftover boulders from the Ice Age. It is here that my mind becomes
clear and I dream about ways to help people live more satisfying and rewarding
lives.
It seems my life has turned toward, dare I say returned, to
nature? Every few weeks I find myself
hiking and wandering – wondering – while taking in breath-affirming
beauty. I don’t know exactly where each
trail will take me, but I find traversing mountains and hopping streams a
metaphor for this time in my life.
I’ll continue to return to the wild as a humble reminder of
my own mortality and for inspiration to live every day for God and others who I
may be able to help find their own nirvana.
Namaste.
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