#MyParkStory…
…where you were grateful to just be or experience.
Yosemite National Park holds a special place in my heart. When people ask me about it I say “it’s spiritual.” By the time I got to Yosemite I was more comfortable with my process, yet the learning continued. I went for one of my most difficult hikes, I “hosted” a bear at my campsite, I made a decision to not do what I “should” do in lieu of what I wanted to do.
The last was a really big step for me. I’d spent many years doing what I “should” do. What society said I “should” do. Making the decision to step off of the “should” high-speed train and take the road less traveled was the start of recovering from shoulds. It was at Yosemite where I sat in a field all day because it’s what I wanted to do. It’s where I felt like I was in the right place and doing the right thing. I was following my joy and happiness.
I’m grateful for that day in the field, people watching and meeting new friends. And I’m grateful for the many days since where I looked inside at what I wanted to do…and did it.
