
it was the perfect day for a hike. and we had a mission. we had heard about a swing on a hill with a beautiful view of the city.
we couldn’t see it from where we started. so we started off on the path to explore. and then luckily, we ran into someone we knew who gave us directions to go through three gates and then take a left. as we walked through two gates, we took a left. we had doubted ourselves. was it two gates they said? or three? we soon realized we had been too antsy and should have continued, following the directions. needing to get back on track, we crossed over to the right path with a few zig zags, and switchbacks. and then we saw it, up on a hill, a teeny, tiny swing, in motion.
it was one of those days that even though we were moving forward, it seemed that we weren’t getting closer to the swing. but we kept taking step after step, and stopping when we needed to. finally, the hill appeared closer, and we saw two people on their way down. we stopped them. was it worth it, we asked? this treacherous hike? to get to that swing, and to see the view? absolutely, they said. so we continued. we persevered. and we made it to the top. to see this view. and not only was there one swing, there were two!
There seem to be a lot of ways to interpret our experience of this hike, our mini quest, and so much of what we are after in life. a few steps forward, and some zigging and zagging, and some steps back, too. but then we start again. step by step. and we get there!