Thursday September 1, 2016
One of the things they don't warn you about on long distance walks is the voices in your head. Who will be speaking to you today? What will they be saying? Will it change moment to moment?
Here, for me, it changes constantly.
Sometimes I found myself singing hymns. Especially the old ones. How great thou art especially. But many others.
Other times it was Dory (from finding Nemo) she showed up when my feet hurt the worst. Just keep swimming just keep swimming.
Sometimes it was a drill Sargent. Especially on the large hills. Get yourself up that hill!!
And other times it was actual people! I've met several folks along the way. There was a group of us that all stayed at the first place together in Drymen. And we've kind of been looking out for one another. Some walk quicker than others so you pass each other and then meet again at the end of the day. But when we meet on the trail the faster (sometimes me, sometimes not me) will slow down and chat for a bit. How are things? Etc.
One couple also from Canada that I've seen a lot of I walked with for a longer period of time on my second day. And it was hilarious how we would all groan at the sight of another hill at the same time. And now I hear their voices too. Just one step at a time. You can make it. One step at a time.
They've joined my cloud of witnesses. They've been my cheerleaders as I've been theirs.
The voices we hear that support us, offer us guidance and help. Ground us spiritually and give us so much room to do things we never expected.
I am grateful for all those I hear in my head. Including all those folks from back home who I am missing!
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