I had a weird thing happen when I was up in the mountains this last time.
Everything was as it always is up there. It was beautiful and cool and all mountainy and not West Texas. I enjoyed the time alone and the time off and hanging out and hiking. It was nice.
But it wasn’t everything I thought or hoped or planned it would be.
Don’t get me wrong, it was great, but so is everything. It was awesome to be up in the mountains, but it’s awesome to be in West Texas. It was awesome to have time alone and hang out and read, but it’s also awesome to spend time with my family and hang out with them.
So this trip was great, but for different reasons than I had anticipated.
It was great because it reminded me that everything is cool.
It reminded me that everywhere is cool, and that the idea of escaping or getting away is a little silly when we can simply turn toward any situation and find great things in it. So many of the things we think we need to flee or get away from are really only problems if we believe our mind when it says they are problems.