Most people who set their minds to writing regularly know that the fountain of words can go dry at times. At other times the fountain freely flows. Sometimes I review my recent scribblings and feel as if I’ve been not much more than a hack, offering information and viewpoints that are at best subcutaneous. It’s at these times that I feel a certain self-induced pressure to knuckle down and deliver more depth of feeling, more insight into my chosen niche. It’s not easy to respond to that pressure day in and day out. And feeling that pressure isn’t good for my spirits.
Which is, of course, why I often think about work-life balance issues, and choose to regularly pursue them by working my body outdoors and inviting others to join me. That welcome foray into Nature - filling my lungs, stretching my legs - returns a fresh vitality and perspective to all pursuits, and I find I can channel that energy back through the keyboard.
Even then, the fountain doesn’t always flow. I know that for me, the long nights of Winter, coupled with the routine of working full-time at a job that doesn’t allow me to see much of the winter sun, can combine to dwindle the enthusiasm, engender misaligned notions of self-doubt, and cause me to eat things I shouldn’t.
It’s positively refreshing, then, when welcome words arrive from out of the blue - words from people I have never met, yet whom have felt strongly enough that they are compelled to spill forth from their own fountains.
I may be a hack at times, but it would seem that my voice resonates downstream:
“Many of us urban dwellers are so disassociated from nature that we need a facilitated experience to get out into it. There is so much to connect with when hiking, from your own inner reflections that never have the quiet or time to flourish in the hubbub of normal daily working life or the identification with and nurturing of direct contact with living diversity (that is sadly quickly disappearing) rather than the usual barrage of inanimate structures and machines of modern administration that hamper and twist our bodies’ energies into confused jumbles of emotional justifications.” ~Z.W.
“Ahhhhh those rolling hills and trees look so very familiar to me. I come from California and used to live on the East side of the San Francisco Bay in San Ramon. We used to love going up to Napa and doing the wine tour deal. Great memories. Would love to up my vacation plans to be a bit more active and adventurous.” ~D.L.
“As a mostly single traveller, I have looked in the past for some tours that would welcome singles as well as couples. I think you make a good point, Russ, in that more people are looking to get away for shorter trips but to really get away from it all. Good for you for doing something you love!” ~O.O.
“Obviously, you’re doing what you love, honoring your soul, and for that, I applaud you. I think your company sounds awesome. Based in LA, my wife and I were avid backpackers (Eastern Sierra-Whitney, Cottonwood, Jordan Hot Springs), before the birth of our daughter. Now she’s 5, and we’ve gotten her range up to 2 miles. Most of her friends can’t walk 2 blocks without whining, and don’t play tag with my daughter if you’re 8 or under - you’ll never catch her. Your company is such a positive force in the world; I’m sure that many of your clients begin or continue hiking after the positive experience they have on your trips, which extend and enhance their life, improves their attitudes, and generally makes the world a better place. I was overweight and docile as a kid and teenager, but walking 30 miles a week has made me more fit at 41 than I was at 21, so I’m a believer. Keep it up.” ~W.K.
From such fountains, rivers flow. And I am an ocean of gratitude this morning.
~winehiker