stu wrote:From Fishing villages to the Lake District for my youngest son . His school participates in the Duke of Edinburgh scheme . They have to walk for miles with an enormous rucksack. He completed it during a storm and sent me a photo of one of his routes .He walked from the bottom up . I think the ethos must be life can be tough , keep climbing .
Keep moving. Just keep moving.
My brother is a long-term cancer survivor, diagnosed with an aggressive Grade IV glioblastoma multiforma brain tumor in the early 1980s at the age of 16. CT scans, at the time, were on the cusp of discovery and neurosurgery rudimentary as compared to today. My brother is now 58 years of age and appropriately deemed “miracle.”
I honestly believe that a significant variable to my brother’s benefit was his inherent drive to walk, hike, and be at one with nature - partaking in expedition tours to remote corners of the world with a backpack and minimal essentials. Tuning out from 24 hour news and tuning into indigenous people and cultures and absorbing the abundance of the natural world around us. My brother found an inner “zen” in hiking, aligning his mind/body/soul, that better enabled/enables him to face his ongoing health challenges (intractable epilepsy with grand mal seizures, spasticity of his extremities that affects his gross and fine motor coordination, deficits with cognitive thinking).
My brother also provides me with a more refined personal compass. If my brother can get out of bed each morning and create a day of meaning, then so too can I.
Thanks to everyone contributing to this thread. It is a shining beacon of spirit.