The Hike on a Sunday Morning

Schneeberg. Just a name of a mountain chain in Styria, Austria. It has no meaning to me, I don’t feel attached to it at all. On a Sunday we make our way up the hill. Up the mountain towards the summit cross. The weather is difficult. We can’t see anything at first. Dust hangs all over us.

Our hair is wet due to the cloudy mousse moving around us. The fog seems to be moving through us, almost as if it wants to catch our presence, catch our essence. It seems dangerous, but at the same time soothing. Suddenly it’s all different.

We can see again, the light shines on us, the mountains are visible. We made it up high, the wind blows through our hair. It has forgotten how dangerous invisible we were before that, we are now there. Standing up high. Feeling the blow of the wind. Opening our fingers, to enjoy the light smooth touch of it.

I smile towards the sun burning our faces and walk up lightly. My breathing is uneven, loud to my ears and I feel ashamed of my bad fitness condition. But the next second it’s almost forgotten. I see black birds taking their rounds over a roof top, with their yellow beak that I was told about but can just google on the internet to get a view of.

I feel free again, who cares. There is no other care in the world at the moment, than making it up the mountain, breathing hard and moving on. Getting to the top, where I may grow wings to fly.

Suddenly I hear a laugh, I turn and listen up. The joke is on me, but funny it is. And I am back, back to the here and now and I laugh out loud, because it’s too present to be away. It is good and funny and I keep on laughing because life should be about every single laugh.


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    October 8, 2017 at 8:25 PM

    Such a beautiful and personal post! I hope you continue to pursue writing and publish something one day! If you’d ever like to guest blog on my site, let me know!

    Rose Minded

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      October 8, 2017 at 9:55 PM

      Thanks Kay for your great offer, unfortunately I don’t have the time at the moment, but will definitely keep it in mind!

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    Jasmin N
    October 8, 2017 at 10:18 PM

    Oh wow, what a lovely read! You write super well 🙂

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      October 9, 2017 at 12:26 PM

      Thank you, that means a lot to me! 🙂

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    Lifestyle Blog
    October 8, 2017 at 11:40 PM

    I almost felt the fresh air and that wonderful sensation of feeling tired and exhilarating at the same time reading your post. I prefer to go hiking in the mountains too, nothing compares to the feeling of freedom and greatness that one live there.

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      October 9, 2017 at 12:22 PM

      Thank you, that means a lot to me! 🙂 I was never into hiking much, but since I went to Ireland and hiked around with a friend – with all that fresh air, wind, good food and nice people I want to do it again and again! It’s also a great place to think about life and future plans or figure out things.

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    Rebekah G
    October 9, 2017 at 8:31 PM

    Wow, I love your ability to describe the situation so well. Even though I wasn’t there, it kind of felt like I was, which is a great quality to have as a writer. Great post!

    Rebekah |

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