I am bad at waiting…very bad. Ever since a young ‘un I have had a tendency to rush. I eat my food quickly, I’m the first into the ocean, and I love being the first to try new things. I like to think I’m not foolhardy, and that I don’t take needless risks (heartburn from eating quickly can happen to anyone). However it is always good to have a moderating force.
In climbing and hiking, my moderating force is my friends. Not that I believe without them I would rush to reckless heights or be overly risk seeking, but having people who are cautious, people who will act as a check and a balance, is fundamental. Not only do many minds shine brighter than one, but it brings the responsible side in an individual…it brings out the responsible side in all.
There is a lot we can all learn from pressing pause; from waiting that extra second longer. Whether it is picking a line on the side of a mountain; whether it is waiting to send an angry text or lamenting the absence of a career opportunity…wait a little longer…allow the wind to settle…the pause will clear your mind, cool your fire, and the right path will reveal itself.
Here is one of my good friends perched on Crib Goch, waiting for the wind to settle before tackling the next stretch of slick-with-rain rocks on dreary April morning.