We recently took a trip to Moab, UT where we stayed in a refurbished, quirky school bus turned RV for a couple of days. The Magickaravan, as it is named, was very cool and we could tell as soon as we met the owner and our soon to be hiking guide, this was not any RV, this was his home, travel companion, and it held stories, like the one I am going to share.
Moab is a nothing like anywhere else. Dry, desert land with beautiful red rock formations, home of Arches National Park. We set out on an afternoon canyoneering with Matt, the owner of Magickaravan, a seasoned hiker and adventurous and passionate about geology. My daughter was with us, she is seven years old and we weren’t exactly sure how she would take the hike, especially since it involved climbing and repelling….a 60 ft. repel.
The hike started out with Matt sharing about the terrain and various plant species as we headed into various small slot canyons, through water holes and repelling short distances down the canyon. Lacey, my daughter, was loving every minute and Matt was an excellent guide and mentor along the way. He would teach certain foot placements that would make small crawls through tiny crevices feasible without hesitation…providing us and Lacey with the tools needed to have a great hiking experience.
The day was ending near and our final descent was among us. Matt mentioned there was another way to climb down instead of repelling if Lacey was not feeling it, but we kept moving forward in hopes that she would do it. We reached the top and as we began to prepare equipment, the fear began to set in for Lacey….along with the tears.
At this moment as a parent do I force her to go down and she will then forever be scarred of any type of rappel or heights in her life, or do I call it and say we will climb down? Well, I let her feel the emotions, sit with them…..and waited. Gear was place on, tears continued to fall, but she did not give in. The next thing I heard was this “I’m scared, but Lacey, you can do this.” Yea, pretty powerful self-talk right there. I sat and resonated with her words, soaking them in and realizing how my daughter gave me such a teachable moment.
We have so much to learn from our young generation. After we all rappelled down the 60 foot canyon wall, I looked over at Lacey and she looked different…..more confident…..relieved….and proud. Her whole presence was shifted and it was delightful to witness.
When we step out of our comfort zones we learn so much more about ourselves. In those moments when we are scared shitless and instead of turning away, we show up…..we shift. We grow, we change and isn’t that what life is all about, real living?
I think so…
Thanks for reading,
Mel
XOXO