unpacking is messy.

Five days and four nights of Patagonian trekking and camping in Torres del Paine started a week ago today – and flew by in the blink of an eye, as I knew it would. I’m certainly different now from the girl who stepped into that adventure one week ago, and really, that’s one of many takeaways I love about time in nature. Disconnecting from what has become the hustle and bustle of life allows for infinite genuine connections with ourselves, the people around us and some of the most important parts of this planet we’re so lucky to call home – and Torres del Paine is one special place.

I carried so much on the trail with me throughout those five days. Some anticipated. Some unanticipated. It’s been an emotional adventure, to say the least, and I am grateful in the depths of my soul for every step of the journey. Quite literally. It was amazing to see the expanse of the park on Monday as we drove back to Puerto Natales. The postcard view was something we hadn’t yet seen, and as we drove further from the mountains, we could more or less see all the ground we’d traversed as each mountainous benchmark became visible. Every day. Every kilometer. Every memory. It’s crazy how time flies and, really, how the world can feel so small and ginormous all at once.

Three days later, I’m still in the midst of mentally unpacking those five days on the trail – all that they were and are for me, all that they meant and mean to me. This whole unpacking thing? It’s messy. Frustratingly so at times. It’s a process that takes time.

I tend to go deep – I can’t seem to help it – and so, this process can be brutal. There are certainly highs, when myself and my “inner team” are dancing in near-perfect coordination, when we’re in flow together. But for all the highs, there are also plenty of “lows,” moments when my inner team and I are duking it out – a gritty, down-and-dirty fist fight in the ring that is my mind where the next jab can, and will, come from any angle.

Yet as frustrating as this unpacking process can be – recognizing the ways in which I have stretched, grown, owe honest moments to myself and thus will never be the same – I also know triumph, joy and ahas are part of that process.

There is heartbreak; there are breakthroughs. It’s all part of the deal. Some is foreseen. But most is more than I can or could ever anticipate. I simultaneously love and hate that for the challenges and growth it forces.

Time immersed in nature. It is intense, intimate, honest, raw and real. It’s one of the best gifts and grandest experiences this planet has to offer. It’s not always pretty – a metaphor within and beyond this unpacking process. But I’ll gladly take the tough times with the good ones because, with nature on my side, I like to think the good wins. Always. Hay muchas ganas con naturaleza. Siempre.

I’ve been writing A LOT both during my time in Torres del Paine and after, and while a lot of it is for me, there’s still plenty more to share. When it comes to this experience, this is only the tip of the iceberg. There’s so much more unpacking to be done.

The photo above is from the start of our second day on the trail. It certainly doesn’t depict the most obviously stunning landscape we saw, but there’s something mystical about this image that really strikes me as capturing the essence of Patagonia – and its ever-changing weather, which I’d say we got a solid taste of throughout our trek.

December 21, 2017

2 thoughts on “unpacking is messy.

  1. Sandra Hopcian

    Again, thanks for sharing Emily. I am learning and constantly relearning to stay in the moment. Part of that , for me, is to consciously breathe in the moment. My dear friend recently lost her 32 year old son and it has been so sad. She is the personal assistant to Mitch Albom. He was at the funeral and I was able to thank him for his writing and his charities. I especially thanked him for The Magic Strings of Frankie Presto. When I recently really needed not to be in the moment, this book seemed to soothe me and give me strength to return to the present. I am so happy that you are enjoying your travel and work. Breathe it in and it will be a great treasure in years to come. Love, Aunt Sandee

    1. Emily

      I am so sorry to hear about your friend and the loss of her son. I cannot even begin to imagine how painful and heartbreaking this moment must be. I hope time and reflection will help her find peace and healing. xoxo

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