Living the Moment

Al, thank you for that great read. It reminded me of the many times I've been up in the high places, Colorado, Wyoming, here in Washington, just sitting, listening. Did I really hear a rock roll? Every foot print I make, along with those of all the elk and deer, changing the mountain. Did I really hear that bighorn on the slide area way over there a 1/2 mile away side hilling. I was hearing the mountain change, grow.
I use that expression at work sometimes when another nurse or doctor doesn't see or sense what I do. "Can you hear the mountain grow? Focus, block out all the other sounds, listen and hear what is right there."
But up there on the mountain the silence can just scream at you while soothing and cleansing all the parts of life that can cripple, bring us down.
Guess I need to take another long hike. I need to hear that mountain again.

That was an excellent account, Kevin. It is good to know that your hearing is so acute! After working nights, while going to college in 60-61 and 61-62 for Continental Can Co. operating 7 punch presses, I can tell you right now, since I had a hearing test just last week, I'm glad that I can hear anything.

Your description reminded me of so many times while sitting on mountains just being totally absorbed by my environment, of what I could actually see and hear. It is amazing when you can truly focus on something, like what you described. Change takes place all around us and at all times. We just need to be aware.
Al
 
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