TALK 6 - Boulder, Colorado
I've been snapping a photo of these markers at each REI store I speak at and sharing thoughts from each talk.
NERD ALERT SIDEBAR: I have so many ideas for how to use the elevation data and mix it with the attendance numbers from my talks. I'm visualizing heat maps, a HMF Tour elevation profile calling out these specific locations and the summits we see on trail, so many cool ways to represent this visually.
Anyhoo, here are my thoughts from my talk in Boulder this week. About to go share some trail with some incredible humans, ready to feel some feelings. It's a great day to make a difference!
Talk 6 - BOULDER
I'm a sucker for a visual, so let's pretend life is a music venue for a second. There are folks inside who have bought the tickets, they're ready for the show. And then there are the folks passing by who can't, won't, or aren't ready to see us. I've been chasing those folks down the street trying to get them to come inside for forever.
On Wednesday, I got a little nudge from the universe to continue my quest to stop chasing folks, and a practical example of how sometimes the folks inside aren't ready either.
I haven't seen my friend Ali in almost a decade and she was there in all of her radiant glory. Two of the women who sat in the front row in Denver came back, and one of them brought her 25 year-old granddaughter with her. A gal who heard my interview with She Explores last year drove from an hour away to get there. We had more folks over 60 in the crowd than under 60.
I'm finding my people.
There were two men near the front who couldn't look at me as I spoke. They bolted out when I was done. Crossed their names off the list and everything.
And after I packed up, the first thing I said to Barry was, "you see those two guys split out?"
Sometimes my brain still tries to make men comfortable first and foremost. I prioritized wondering why they left over appreciating the folks who showed up and stuck around to share afterwards.
Thankfully Barry replied with "and Ali was there and the woman from Denver brought her granddaughter."
I share this because this message, bigger than my story - the soul-saving truth about how the outdoors can help heal our minds, bodies, and souls - is desperately needed. People are coming from hours away. Attending multiple talks, bringing friends.
This is a conversation that people are literally dying to have because in general, we are too scared and ill-equipped to talk about trauma, let alone treat it.
We don't know how to hold space for ourselves while we move through the aftermath and we struggle to help others on their healing journey.
If our reaction to someone speaking their truth is to run, how do we treat our own wounds?