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i heart mountains

I dream of mountains the way some people dream of new shoes. I covet them. I know their names, the ranges that span countries. I watch movies about them. Read of climbers. I want to know them intimately. Walk in their valleys, cross high passes, summit mountain tops.

For as long as I can remember, the himalayas and the Andes, and more specifically, patagonia, have been etched into my dreams. whispering:  I want, I want, I want….

My core, my soul, ached to see these mountains. I remember moments while trekking in Nepal almost giggling, giddy because I was finally there. I was doing it. I was fulfilling the dream.

And so, here I am, in southern Patagonia about to head out for a trek. And then some climbing and then more treks. In the Andes. Where I have dreamed of being.

And I’ve discovered that realizing the dream does not necessarily mean that I have fulfilled the dream. The Himalayas beckon. They call out to me still – in some ways louder than before. I imagine it will be the same here. I can’t wait to find out!

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  1. Carol Kushner #

    How sweet this is! Good luck, dear daughter!

    January 9, 2012
  2. Kenn Kushner #

    Well Aurora, that is beautiful. And, I agree with you. The different ranges have totally diverse terrains and yet the pull on our psyches remains. I think of the ranges you and I have hiked together, from the Adirondacks to the Cascades and the Sierras. Each one with a distinct geography. I can only imagine how wonderfully expansive your view has become. Love you and miss you.

    January 9, 2012
  3. What a wonderful dream! Very amazing to have that passion!!! Nice to meet you!

    August 27, 2015

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