hiking to heal

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August 29, 2001

I stopped earlier than planned again today. The decision was based on two aluminum canoes lying in the mud by Swift River Pond. Like the other ponds I passed today, it is small and almost perfectly circular framed by spruce pines. I trolled around in both canoes this evening and watched the moon rise as a female moose waded in the shallows. The morning and evening air continue to feel crisp as autumn sneaks in around us. I thought I'd notice the seasons more acutely here, but living so closely with them has actually made me less objective--like trying to watch yourself grow through puberty.

I sat by a fire made by weekenders tonight. After they went to bed, I thought about why I'm out here, now and originally. I though about Mom and how I still feel very connected with her. Thought about the changes I've made in how I view her and how I view Dad. Though about looking past who these people are supposed to be in my life and seeing where they are on their path of life. As I watched the coals, I thought about how much we learn while we're trying to focus on something else. I'm supposed to be out here to heal--forgive and understand my father and mother, support myself and be more independent. And I'm learning about people. Letting go of my biases against fashion designers and football players who hold the American dream. Learning again about my defense mechanisms, Type A personality, and the wish to shock people when uncomfortable in large groups. Life happens while we try to plan. I pray tonight for help to keep my eyes open for the blessings and lessons all around me.

Stayed last night in Bemis shelter after a low-mileage day. Very dry and satisfied, I listened as the rain come down in sheets on the shelter roof. Saw three baby mice in the toilet paper box in the privy. Watched a mama feed three baby birds while I was on the phone in Andover, Maine.

The hostel in Andover was one of the best on trail. Some hikers took a zero day to watch the Star Wars trilogy in the luxurious lounge. This hiker's bed and breakfast was only $10 a night plus a few bucks for the owners to do the laundry. Beer and pizza across the street, as well as pay phones. Pegleg and his wife run a tight ship.