As we speak.. er... Write... I am sitting in one of my favorite spots. It's at the top of Agony Hill on what I have come to call "Prayer Bench." and since I am typing on my phone and uploading a few pictures from it hopefully you'll see it somewhere in this post;). And as a side note, when I ran these trails in the fall before the snow fell, I was shocked to see how tall this bench really is. Without snow I can't touch the ground when I sit on it.
But all winter as I clamber up this rather aptly named hill, I stop at the top. I drink in the silence and stillness that only comes from a thick blanket of snow and dark. And I always pray.
I give thanks for two strong legs that carry me up here. For a heart beating fast and pumping blood to warm my fingers in single digit weather. I am grateful for the tremendous beauty that surrounds me and the utter peace I find out here. I marvel at the stars and the moon do bright you don't even need your headlamp.
It has been a place of refuge. Meditation and solace.
It's a sacred place for me.
So as the temperatures rise and my trails get icy, I will have to hang up my skis. Hopefully the peace I find out here can be taken with me in my heart and pulled out for those rainy days ahead.
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