We hiked to Pawnee Pass

A Shangri-La where no one ages.

John and I

The sure footed Sherpa’s

Not slipping on loose gravel

So many rocky switch backs- until

The steep blue view of Isabelle Lake.

Having entered a mythic land

Of glacial placed stones ( are they still moving?)

And tiny to the ground plants, such variety…

We eat bread and cheese

Wishing I’d brought fruit.

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On the way down

John reminds me “Walk on the balls of your feet”

Oddly counter intuitive but just try it!

And on our last mile, he kindly offered this…..

” Just let your body walk

Don’t try to walk up that last hill with your mind”

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This advise will hold true

For our last breath,

The body will know.

Relax.. no mind needed.