Trekking. Nature. Can you imagine being so close to these two thing, yet staying away from these very two things for 5 years? That happened to me. And I felt lost all these years. Like I had left a part of me behind.
3rd June, 2017 changed all of that, forever.
I decided to catch a phenomena that is a mystery in itself, yet magical! I revisted my passion for trekking with a Fireflies trek to Prabhalmachi. And while I knew that getting back, especially with a body that has hardly heard the word exercise in a while, was going to be challenging. But it was worth every minute.
I felt every strain in my muscles as my feet drudged on to catch these luminescent beauties, my mind was transfixed on them… and that was the only thing that got me to the peak. That, coupled with my spirit yearning out to my God, thanking Him for every step that I took. The gratitude took me further, and I could see how an arduous journey was just a disguise for the blessings I was about to receive. This was not too different from what I was experiencing in my life too.
There were times when the journey got tough, when I stopped due to sheer exhaustion, stopped to feel the cool wind in my face, stopped to sip on some colddrink, stopped to just rest my aching body on a rock. There were times when I was dripping with sweat all over my face, when my legs cramped, when I nearly missed a step and stumbled on rocks. There were times when I stopped and witnessed the city lights twinkling as we sought twinkling of another kind amidst bushes. And Nature supported me beautifully. There was always a nook & corner waiting for me. There was always the welcoming arms of Pacha Mama to soothe me.
There were people walking with me. Some strangers, some I befriended. Some, were a constant voice I was following, who I knew would lead me to my destination. They were walking the path with me, but they could not walk it for me. What, then, was getting me by? My only companions were my thoughts, and my undying spirit, and the belief that I was Divinely protected.
Isn’t this exactly how I am supposed to get by each day, doing exactly what I did in those 2 hours?
And when I did reach the top, the camping tents promised me an adventure of a lifetime. The new friends I made gave me familiarity amidst solitude. Some played my favourite songs on their speakers, some played taboo with me, some taught me to catch lightening bugs in my palm, while some just sat besides me while I watched these beauties present a blockbuster in front of me!
The fireflies were breathtaking, with a beautiful synchronized dance that painted a pitch black night with a golden glow. Did you know that lightening bugs radiate to attract the females for mating? And that it (mating) possibly lasts for just a few seconds? And that soon, they will light up again to attract a new lady? Or that they just live for 2-3 weeks in a year? They die when the rains set in? There was so much that Nature was teaching me here. There was so much grace and beauty to be thankful for! And none of this could be captured on cameras – the only camera that was functional, was my memory! :)
And when I was done collecting experiences, I slipped away in a corner, found a rock overlooking the city lights, and chatted away with my Creator! In complete awe of the beauty He has created, and his ways of reaching out to me. In complete gratitude of the way he takes care of me, and the simplest things I need.
I woke up to the sounds of chirping birds outside my tent. A sumptuous breakfast, some nimbu paani by a local aunty and some inspiration for my soul, I came down the mountain with a spring in my feet, recharged to take on anything that life had to offer!
In solitude, in Nature’s loving embrace, in absolute Surrender, I found that missing piece of my soul that was calling out to me. The hues of green and brown seemed so familiar. The blue & white cover above me, the sounds around me – this felt like a homecoming.
I will be home soon, with a new place that will bring me closer to myself.
See you in a wink, PM!