It’s been an icy day here in Indiana - on the roads, the sidewalks, the trees. Days like this always remind me of my time in Iceland when I was in High School. The land of fire and ice.
One lesson I learned from that trip was how to be alone with yourself. I mean really alone.
Sitting alone, miles away from anyone. You hear voices, the earth speaks to you, and birds are more than birds. Heck I was attacked by some I thought were friends!
One day it was like life's mystery unfolded in front of me while sitting on an enormous boulder. There will be great wonder, but great suffering. I didn't really understand real suffering at the time, but I’ve found it to be true. To live is to suffer, and anytime you overcome that is a triumph.