It was only this time last Tuesday I was writing, and I quote ‘This is old hat to me now, or so I seem to keep telling myself” in regards to going out, drinking alcohol and throwing up in the back of a cab. Well… I have good news, this time round I managed to make it to the toilet!
Saturday morning, the aftermath of a night filled with lots of sexy dancing to some damn sexy dance hall beats. The only thoughts that my head could process were ‘Ouch, my head’ ‘Ouch, my eyes’ and Avocado… lots of Avocado. But, instead of lying around the house feeling sorry for my self inflicted state, me and a few friends decided to stand up, get dressed and hit up an indoor bouldering session.
To be completely honest, the last thing I wanted to do at that moment in time was go and throw myself up a vertical wall! However, once I’d eaten some food, got myself in the gear and to the venue, I was ready for it. Once on the walls the competitive nature came out of me and I was testing my strength and agility to the max. With the brain in full concentration mode and the forearms in beast mode I completely forgot that merely hours ago I was perishing away.
Bouldering is awesome, if you’ve never been, please go and check it out! It’s like a big work out on the body and mind. Lots of self improvement by completing routes you’ve failed on time after time, the competitive nature between you and a few friends to see who can get up the hardest route. At the same time there is an immense level of concentration and focus which keeps you living in the present, so it’s also a great form of meditation, breathing and living.
The following day the sun came out, there were clouds in the sky but overall it was a day to be fully exploited, so that’s exactly what one did, or three did. Me and a few friends packed a lunch, jumped in the car and drove North-west of Melbourne to a place called Macedon Ranges. There are a number of walks, view points and climbs you can do at the Ranges, and the first one on our list was ‘Hanging Rock’ mainly because we were hungry, and we thought it’d be a great idea to munch some lunch overlooking the beautiful flat farm lands of Victoria.
It’s nice that only an hour from the city you can escape to woodlands, creeks, ranges or mountains and have a sense of isolation, freedom and connection to the Earth. As we trundled through the forest floors we spoke openly and freely about current affairs, the despair of the modern world, how people automatically give up and fall in line because the task seems to monumental. Because the truth will force them change their lives too much, so instead of acting and taking a step up, you take a step down, bow down and fall in line, just like every other Tom, Dick and Harry. But that’s another blog post all together (Which I am working on, slowly but surely).
We raced through the woods as the day was closing in, twisting and turning to avoid the ankle breaking terrain, heading for the summit of Mt Macedon to light one up just in time for sunset. We made it with ample time to spare and met two lovely doggies, one Cocker-Spaniel who was identical to my doggy back home, and a huge Great Dane, both of whom had great seats for the sunset.
We placed ourselves on a rock overhanging the mountain and stared at the awe-inspiring sunset, it’s the stuff dreams are made of. Well, It’s certainly the stuff my dreams are made of. Days likes this remind me of why I’m travelling, and why so many people like myself are finding their riches in a world of beauty and memories rather than cars and money, houses and suits. As the sun drops behind the horizon the feeling of pure presence consumes my body as my legs dangle from what feels like the edge of the world. All else is forgotten about.
As the light to my Sunday is fading away, on the other side of the world someone is cherishing their darkness turning to light.
Thank you for friends, family, love, the opportunity to do what I’m doing and to you, for reading, I hope you have a lovely day 🙂