Yesterday, horseback riding was hard. I was so tired, I was just forcing myself to go, because I didn't know what else to do. I didn't want to disappoint anyone. I didn't want to waste beautiful weather. I didn't want to be lazy. I didn't know where else I would go - nowhere offers peace or rest, so I might as well go be on a horse.
I found myself looking down - focusing hard just to stay on the horse and get up (and then back down) the mountain.
At one point, I heard a voice say, "Look up!"
I looked up and saw the sky, the beautiful rock faces, the trees, the leaves, the birds, even the horses are really quite magnificent.
I realized that so often I get caught up in the task at hand - pushing through to get to the end of the journey, I don't see the beauty around me. I miss everything while climbing, because all I can see is climbing. Sometimes, I just need to stop, "Look up!" and see all that there is to see.