2024 has been a turning point year for me. I entered into the new year bombarded with stressors, tumbling through the void cut loose from all confidence and contentment. Despite that, this was my first journal entry of the year:
I’m alive. This is a gift many don’t receive. I should not squander it on worry and regret. I should not impede living fully by doubting myself or fearing the outcome of any decision I make.
I’ve seen the coming of one more year. I could not have predicted this with any certainty even one day ago. It’s a new month, a new week, a new day, a new hour, a new minute and a new second of life.
This is the only moment I can touch and experience—right NOW. Regret is decay of the past. Worry is the decay of the future. I must not let either of them take hold or they will decay the present as well.
It was a startlingly positive entry considering my state of mind at the time, but I was channeling the change I wanted in my life. Even as I felt myself being pulled down into the cold darkness I was crying out “I will swim!”
At the time, people were angry with me for doing my job well. I was struggling to stay afloat financially. Things quickly went downhill from there. I found myself bound up with social anxiety, hardly able to drag myself off the couch and cringing at any kind of human interaction.
At the same time my professional life was full of chaos and strife I found out that the last big piece of my ancestral land will potentially be sold off and most likely it will be turned into vacation rentals serving the Red River Gorge area. The world was coming down hard on me last winter.
I was also meditating on this passage from The Way of the Peaceful Warrior by Dan Millman:
"When you become fully responsible for your life, you can become fully human; once you become human, you may discover what it means to be a warrior.” I was deciding I would take responsibility for my fate, and stop being a victim in my own life.
“…there's a difference between knowing the path and walking the path.”
~ Morpheus, The Matrix
I had known most of my years what I needed to do to live an actualized life. I had been brave enough to do it, but too impulsive to hold true to the path. I was too easily distracted.
“…losing all hope was freedom.” ~ Jack, Fight Club
As January wore on the weight of my despair dragged me under, and I sank into the depths and seemingly would find no bottom. I felt myself losing the strength of will to fight to save myself. In mere days I would turn fifty years old. Ten years earlier I had found myself with my toes hanging over a precipice, and I was struggling with the anniversary of that, and that I had been a rock climber for thirty years. And that my body seemed to be failing—my warranty expired and all my parts corroded. A family secret with terrible implications…
On February 19 I wrote: “I need to find a way to make peace with all this or it’s going to eat me up.” That is when my life truly began to change for the better. That was the ultimate turning point.
My research in desperation kept coming back to one theme: meditation—spiritual connection—letting go of stress and negativity—taoism. I began reading The Tao Te Ching. I reread Notes to Myself by Hugh Prather. And oddly, I began rereading Frank Herbert’s Dune in anticipation of the second part being released in theaters. I also began reading Alan Watts, particularly Cloud-hidden, Whereabouts Unknown: a Mountain Journal. Interestingly I found a passage in common between Dune and Watts:
“The mystery of life is not a problem to be solved but a reality to be experienced” ultimately attributed to the Dutch philosopher Aart van der Leeuw. That helped me to see the value of living in the moment over trying to analyze the past.
Then I found this:
“In order to love who you are, you cannot hate the experiences that shaped you.” ~ Andrea Dykstra
That was something I struggled with.
I always love a good Willi Unsoeld quote:
“It doesn't matter what it is, you have to have something to fight. Doesn't have to be a mountain, but it has to be something. And it isn't important whether you win or lose. Only that you keep fighting.”
The whole process of learning, searching, meditating, and wrestling with the universe gave me the courage to traverse the summer spine of Pine Mountain. That—in turn—strengthened my constitution enough to provide me passage to the summit of Cloud Peak in September and a wondrous circuit of midwestern state high points. And all of that together set me up for the trip of a lifetime…the journey beyond healing…discovering enigma and truth…the New England state high point blitz of 2024.
I experienced the mystery of life…lost in Baxter State Park…in the quietest, darkest place I’ve ever been in my life.
Each day of your life is like a wave on the ocean. It comes in and crashes. There’s a peak and a trough, day and night, with regular frequency, and it’s totally different from one day to the next. Each one is completely different from the one before and the one after and can never be re-created just as it is. It can only be seen as it exists, and once it’s gone, it’s nothing but a memory, and until it happens you can only guess what it might be like.
I surfed the waves of uncertainty, doubt, risk, and ruin. I found joy in the experience.
"The Way is more than the cycle of any individual life. We rise, flourish, fail. The Way never fails. We are waves. It is the sea."
~ commentary by Ursula K. Le Guin in her translation of the Tao Te Ching
That's a profound image-that each soul is one of innumerable waves on the sea. You look out and see them all, and you can watch one rise, crest, crash, and fall and be gone. But as many as crash and fall, the waves never run out.
Without trying…without realizing what I was doing…I set myself up to step into a new chapter of my life from a place of strength. After years of trauma and tragedy the story has taken a turn toward triumph.
It’s taken me longer than normal to chronicle this adventure because I have been wrapped up in a new job. I took a huge step out of my comfort zone. I broke through the barrier of things I thought I would never do. I let go of fear. I embraced my potential. I stepped onto a new path leading to…potential greatness. I could never have made this change without the strengthening of my heart and soul that’s occurred over the course of this year. As I climbed and descended so many mountains I gathered to myself the talismans of power, the icons of strength—I armored myself against the doubt, and guilt, and shame I had lived with for a long time.
There was a purpose to my indulgence. I didn’t simply take a trip to tick more points on a map. That was the vehicle for my journey, but the quest was one of the spirit, across the landscape of my soul, and into the labyrinth of my heart. I proved to myself what I needed to prove. I passed the test. I found my courage.
I won’t soon forget this trip. I’ve hung a photo of myself standing at the summit of Katadhin in my new office; I don’t usually display photos of myself. I added a large photo of Cloud Peak behind my desk. I brought two sparse black and white prints from photos I took on Cloudsplitter back in the spring. I’ve surrounded myself with the pictographs of the spiritual places in my life, of the sacred mountains where I’ve gone. And hiding in the furthest corner from my desk is one last mountain image—the Grand Teton.
And in closing, sometime during the year I read this Alan Watts quote, and I think it sums up the New England trip perfectly:
"The only Zen you find on the tops of mountains is the Zen you bring up there."