I Am On Vacation

I’ve come up the mountain to Snow Bear for a few nights.  And you know what I have to do while I’m up here?

Absolutely nothing!

I’m on vacation.  My first actual vacation in a long time.

I’ve been doing a lot of traveling this year.  I’ve been to D.C. twice, to Seattle, to San Diego for a week, and twice to Snow Bear for a total of three weeks.  But, though I enjoyed all those places, I was there for business.  I was teaching, I was networking, I was giving speeches and workshops.

Now I’m not doing any of those things.  (Oh, I’m doing some writing.  But only when I really feel like it.)

I’m taking a daily hike in the mountains.  I’m eating well.  But what am I really here for?

I’m here for sitting on the balcony and looking at the tree-clad mountain across the road.  I breathe in the ponderosa-scented air, and then I sigh.

And then I sigh again.

And then I sigh some more.

Every time I sigh, a few of life’s problems float away into the sky.

May they never return.