What The Journey means to me….
I could start this off by picking one of the many clichés to make me appear like a great adventurer (you know the ones what I’m talking about) but I think that would lessen the impact of The Journey. While these sayings are true; they wouldn’t be used so much if they weren’t, I believe it’s important to think of our own reflections of traveling and exploring. Each of us that have traveled on The Journey have our own reasons for going. Each person has a different emotion or reaction to seeing something for the first time. We all have a certain aspect of the trip we liked best. When we reflect back, our perspective of the trip comes from our life experiences up until that point.
My personal outdoors experience started young. As a child of a teacher you do a lot of cheap summer activities, which hiking to Bald Spot (R.I.P) was a classic. It is what started my love for being outside. That and being at camp all summer. So, when Lucas and Kelsey started going on these cross-country trips I was obviously jealous. Jealous of the pictures and the towns they saw. But, it wasn’t until I got to experience it myself that I realized I had been missing out on so much more. Yes, The Journey, allowed me to see new sites and taste new food, but it taught me about life. It taught me to think outside of myself; to experience creation the way God made it: pure and without human interference. It taught me to redirect my focus and change my perspective. The time spent away from normal life to explore creation, produced value. The value came from hiking uphill for miles to see something indescribable. It came from seeing a roadrunner for the first time, learning how important it is to reapply sunscreen, and conquering my fear of snakes…or not so much. But most importantly, it came from catching up with lifelong friends and creating new memories together.
So, what does The Journey mean to me? It means time well spent.
The Journey of a Learner