You read the title correctly. I defied death. As I tell my tale you choose whether I played fool or hero. To tell you true, sometimes what I do has me shaking my head and saying, “You’ve got to be kidding me!” It’s a darn shame I don’t have a camera crew following me some days because of how the film of my life keeps rolling.
So anyway, the day dawned gloomy and very stormy. That’s the day of this tale. I said, “Amy, you are going hiking at Chestnut Park today regardless if it is pouring rain or not.” I actually told my Mom on the phone I wouldn’t go if it was pouring so I did tell a wee fib, well cause it did end up pouring. Sorry, Mom. I really didn’t have the “intention” of hiking in pouring rain and to give a little credit to me it wasn’t raining when I left to drive to Chestnut.
As soon as my feet hit that trail, a trail my feet have traveled on at least a hundred times, they began to fly. And as they began to fly I threw all caution to the winds and just allowed my Little Child to play. Somehow in connecting to the Energy around me in that Park, I felt and acted 20, no perhaps 30 years younger. I began to move and I mean really move, not carefully but with rock solid confidence in every step that I would not twist an ankle on a protruding tree root and hear a bone break, nor would my back suddenly spasm leaving me falling and gasping on the ground in agony.
Nope. I flew. The exhilaration I felt was close to that of when I used to run, something I am not able to do any longer. The trail was very muddy with standing water and at first I really did try to keep my feet dry. Finally that too I let go of and just leap frogged from stone to rock to tree limb as my feet, never stopping their rhythm, flew threw the mud. I laughed, I squealed, I deliberately trekked through the mud instead of stopping so I could find a “dry passage”. I giggled. I threw my arms wide and just LOVED everything!
OH. MY. GOSH. Here I am just turned 60 and with a serious back issue and acting like a kid. I just knew I would be OK. Somehow I just knew. No fear. No hesitation. I went for it. And then …, the heavens opened up and gave me a thorough soaking. I laughed so hard and at one point yelled out loud, “Is there another nut like me out here or am I the only one?” I do believe I was the only one. 😂
I only had a raincoat, no rain pants. Glasses steaming up, jeans sopping wet, squishy toes, I flew threw the mud with such wild and free abandonment. I defied death in every sense of the word. I have proof! I actually took pictures along the way (ya think I would not record this most historical moment in my life?) to show you what a
crazy courageous young woman I am!
Between the laughter, and the squealing, and the grunts (yeah those too!), and the treacherous slippery slopes, and the rushing waters I had to forge … and don’t forget those steamy glasses I eventually took off so I could see 😂 … I proved something to myself in a very huge way. I can overcome anything and I have the courage to face fear and to laugh in its face. And in doing what I accomplished that day, tons of stress fell from off my shoulders. I actually could feel laughter again and smile for REAL. You guys have no idea what it means to me having my Joy return to me. I’m “light” again and the excitement I feel as I see youth and health and happiness on my face I have no words to express. I am just so deeply grateful to see me again!
Now let’s get on with those pictures, shall we?
The Muddy Trail
Me laughing so hard! And no, that is not my bladder letting go. 😂 Man, I was wet! Oh, don’t all women wear lipstick when trekking a trail in a forest? 🤣
The very slippery slate Creek I forged. Look way in the back and you’ll see the vertical muddy trail with a rope tied to a tree to hang on to as you slide down. See the orange arrow on the tree to the right? Yes this creek IS the trail! I took this pic while standing ankle deep in this creek looking back at where I had just been. Yes I really did get safely down that wet slippery muddy vertical slope without mishap and without landing on my butt!
The GREEN is amazing due to all the rain we’ve gotten. I promise to return with my Canon to get more pics!
And here I am driving home still so wet. What’s that saying about “There once was a girl who had a little curl right in the middle of her forehead”? 😂
Post number 2 for the week. Huh. How do ya like that?
Photography/ “Defying Death”/ June 2017©AmyRose