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Begins: Apr 26, 2013
Date: Fri, Apr 5th, 2013
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It All Started...
After first learning about the PCT a year ago I have thought about it constantly but was unable to prepare and make the necessary arrangements for an attempt last year. In the back of my mind I was preparing mentally and physically in case 2013 allowed me the opportunity. I knocked off nearly 2,000 miles biking and hiking through the Nebraska warmer months. When October's cold hit the plains I started walking Holmes Lake, Lincoln, NE on a daily basis and found peace and serenity in the solitude and my spiritual self became very apparent.
When the end of January came the odds of me actually making the trek seemed real and I started to plan for the event like it was going to happen. The first thing I needed to do was lighten my material possessions which turned into an emotional nightmare. Once I had made the first trip with goods to the Goodwill store I felt some weight lifted and some satisfaction, convincing myself that I was helping someone else by practicing the "art of giving". I took my first load to the landfill and as I was throwing things away that I had owned for 37 years, I couldn't watch as my stuff was carried down the transfer station belt to the crusher. I ended up taking 3 loads to Goodwill, 3 loads to the landfill and several boxes of fiction novels that I never got the chance to read, donating them to a used book store. But something felt good and reviving about the whole process, as painstaking as it was.
Probably the single most important thing that came out of the load lightening ordeal was I found my "Twenty-Four Hours a Day" book, in almost perfect condition, like it had never been read, it hadn't. I opened it to the current day, January 31 and read from the "Meditation for the Day" the first sentence read:
"I believe that all sacrifice and all suffering is of value to me. When I am in pain, I am being tested. Can I trust God, no matter how low I feel?"
The "Prayer for the Day" read:
"I pray that I may take my suffering in my stride. I pray that I may accept pain and defeat as part of God's plan for my spiritual growth."
From that point on I embraced the Twenty-Four Hours a Day meditation and prayer for the day. The intense desire that I feel for the PCT is something I can neither explain nor describe fully but feel compelled to hike to fulfill my need for enlightenment, content, satisfaction, and peace. I think I now know the true meaning of "Leap of Faith."
See-you on the trail.
Here We Go...
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