These boots are made for walkin’

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Make your own path and the way will find you.
What is meant to be will always come back to you…

It’s been a while since I’ve been writing and I took a much needed break after all my treks last year which saw me walking through extremes of weather from the green yet icy landscapes of Iceland to the extreme heat of the Sahara Desert for charity. There’s nothing I love more than putting my walking boots on and setting off to new pastures. Each place I get called to has its own energy and something to teach to me. It’s like my soul knows where I need to go and it’s about listening to that voice inside of myself no matter how crazy it may seem.

It took a lot of commitment to follow my inner guidance to trek the world again after completing my Mount Kilimanjaro trek back in 2014. I knew from past experience that it would demand a lot of me but as always I was willing to take the risk and give this a try even if I failed. It is true what they say in that ‘the journey is the destination’. Unless we take the risk, we can never know how far we can go and what we are made of. We can learn so much in the process of becoming who we want to be and in taking that leap in our lives we have already won in a lot of ways.

I had to put all my thoughts aside in order to do this. I would have so many flying around in my head – ‘you are not good enough’, ‘you will fail’, ‘who do you think you are doing something like this’, – and so much more. The human mind can lead us astray. We have around 60,000 thoughts a day and most of them can be negative and even take over our lives until they seem real. I knew no matter how powerful my inner critic could be, I was much stronger. Throughout my training my inner critic would follow me everywhere I went telling me I can’t do this and people would laugh at my attempt to trek again. It had no merit yet it was a constant presence in my life.

If I have learnt anything on my journey of self-discovery it’s to continue to have a relationship with my so-called mind. I had to learn to breathe and let these thoughts flow in and out of my daily life as I continued to train.

I believe the biggest journey any of us can take is to become the master of our own minds. Even though my treks and all the training I did was physically demanding, it was inside of my mind where the real training occurred. Sometimes it would get really dark as if the light will never come on again and I would have to force myself to get up to train. This was especially the case when there was a family bereavement right before my last trek in the Sahara Desert. It was unexpected and meant I had to travel abroad for the funeral beforehand.

My inner critic was stronger than ever and told me to give up completely but I knew inside of myself that life never gives you anything you can’t handle. I was in unfamiliar territories and was up early mornings to train in between my family commitments for the funeral with my mind still telling me to give up. However, I found solace in my faith and did what I needed to do.

I did what seemed impossible at the time and then flew back to walk the Sahara Desert. I knew somehow I wouldn’t be alone and that I gained an angel in my life who would walk alongside of me as one of my cheerleaders. I thought to myself that life is too short to not do this and it’s important to take the opportunity to follow our path no matter how uncertain or scary it may feel at first. It is there that we will find our greatest treasures and a place in our hearts we can call Home.

Lots of love,
Lisa

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