Stillness

I never really sit down and think, let's write a blog. For me, writing does not happen through deliberate intent. Rather, I write when something occurs to me, then I scribble down some notes, which begin the start of a story or blog.

This week I have been on a family holiday and have spent 7 full days touring the Rockies in an RV (recreation vehicle). Alternatively known as a campervan.

We have been travelling through many national parks with no specific agenda nor destination. All we had to do was look out the window for wildlife and take the odd photograph. In my mental planning, I had foreseen a rush of inspiration and blog content pouring out of me daily.

Yet here I am at the end of my week in the Rockies, with no posts to share.

I have had plenty of time. I have been exposed to many new experiences. I have had many new impressions. Despite all of that, I have simply had no desire, whatsoever, for me to churn out a blog.

I think for one of the first times in many years, I have really enjoyed having nothing to do. Nothing to think about. Nothing to say.

I have been inspired by the grandeur of the mountains, the splendor of the terrain, the ever changing weather and the joy of watching my kids just be.  As a result, there has not been a pull for me to do anything but enjoy the moment. The precious moments of peacefulness.

I am surprised by this lack of drive. However I really am thrilled that I found the quiet and stillness of mind to just be in the present with my beautiful family. And simply observe the greatness of the landscape.

It's possible that as I return to crazydom, all my ideas and reflections begin pouring out and do turn into blogs, but right now my mind is calm.

The intense experience of the Rockies has restored some inner peace and provided a lifelong imprint on me.

I have always enjoyed being in the mountains. And today I understand a little more why.

Thank you Alberta, I will always remember you. May you be with me, whenever I need you.