Dylan,
Today for the first time we took the steep route to the top of the PG&E trail. 52 minutes up, 31 minutes down the other side.
That hill climb was a spiritual experience. I was glad having you with me.
There is something about the labor of running (and pushing a stroller) up a long steep hill that focuses and quiets the mind like few things can, drawing all attention to the rythmic details of the requirements: breathing, striding, persevering, while freeing it of the usual random, transient brickabrack.
The quiet, focused mind gives rise to the soul.
Stripping away the plaque, blowing out the sludge, and burning the grimey build-up off my immaterial faculties, it reminds me in the starkest and surest terms of who I am.
Dad
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