I took a hike today. Hikes of yesteryear were filled with expectation, and resolved in revelation. Giant breakthroughs. Fresh insights. Renewed purpose. 

Not today. No expectations. Practicing the presence of silence, with no agenda. My boots treading mud, every ounce of energy was focused on not falling down. 

Four miles later, there were no breakthroughs. No renewed sense of purpose. No brilliant new strategy. Just a longing to get home to my people.