Sacred Hiking

Every time I sit down to write about a hike, I stop myself. Of all the activities I do, I realize that hiking is probably the most sacred to me, and it apparently causes me to be very private about my hiking life! This all started probably two years ago, in a fit of heartache and hurt, finding that exercise—namely, pushing myself up Y Mountain in Provo, Utah multiple times a week and trying to beat my time each day—would help me feel better. I rarely listened to music, but instead listened to the world around me, said hello to strangers, and kept an almost constant prayer going in my mind. Y Mountain isn’t my go-to anymore, but the practice remains: when I need to feel strong, centered, and peaceful, I go to the trails.