MOUNT RAINIER NATIONAL FOREST, WA:
Reaching the Crystal Lakes Trailhead, still enveloped in darkness, I felt a mix of excitement and nerves about the adventure that awaited me. The crisp winter air filled my lungs, serving as a reminder that this journey would be a physical challenge, but also provide a space for me to reflect on the tension between simplicity and achievement. Every step along the steep switchbacks felt like a pact with the mountain—an invitation to embrace the challenges life throws my way. The lyrics of a Carole King song echoed in my mind, wrapped in the warmth of fond memories and the promise of new reflections. With each step I took, my anticipation grew, not just for the stunning views that awaited me, but for the deep sense of gratitude I hold for the meaningful connections in my work-life.
As I walked along the trail which was freshly blanketed in snow, I arrived at the peaceful waters of Lower Crystal Lake and paused to soak in the serenity around me. The reflections shimmering on the water mirrored my inner thoughts, reminding me of the meaningful relationships I’ve cultivated through both joyful and challenging times. Just like the gentle morning light striving to pierce the horizon, these connections brighten my days, transforming work into shared experiences filled with laughter and warmth. I find such joy in these interactions, where authenticity meets camaraderie, empowering us to uplift one another amidst the busyness of life. Today’s hike served as a poignant reminder of these relationships: at times, the toughest ascents lead us to the most breathtaking views, highlighting the profound beauty of shared journeys and collective growth.
With each step toward Sourdough Gap, I found myself reflecting on the delicate tension between ambition and simplicity, a thought ignited by the challenges of today’s trail. The stark contrast between the effort of the ascent and the tranquility of the summit resonated with my own journey toward a life that aligns with my values and purpose. Navigating this path has taught me that genuine joy does not stem from the relentless pursuit of accumulation or fanfare, but in the grounding presence of gratitude and mindful intent. As I reached the peak, with the world cloaked in the beauty of snow, I experienced a deep sense of peace. It was an important reminder that although the climb can be daunting, the most vivid experiences emerge when we live authentically, embracing each lesson encountered along the way. As my journey unfolds, I look forward to the promise of new insights and treasured moments that are yet to come.
The Journey…
As I set out from the Crystal Lake Trailhead before sunrise, the world remained shrouded in darkness. The air was crisp, a gentle reminder of the lingering winter just beyond the horizon, where temperatures hovered around freezing. The trail immediately welcomed me with steep switchbacks, offering both challenge and excitement—first short ones that followed along the creek; then longer ones that went on for sometime. With each step, it felt like I was having a conversation with the mountain, steadily gaining about 1,000 feet per mile. Surrounded by towering trees that seemed to share a secret with me, I ascended toward a familiar peak from a new direction. The scent of the trees mixed with the unmistakable winter chill, bringing to mind a lyric from Kelly’s playlist. It was from Carole King’s song Home Again, “Snow is cold, rain is wet; Chills my soul right to the marrow; I won’t be happy til I see you alone again; Till I’m home again and feeling right.” As the sun struggled to break through, I felt a warm sense of nostalgia, reminiscent of my previous trek via Sheep Lake trail, knowing today’s journey would reveal new learnings.
Approaching Lower Crystal Lake, the ground was dusted by fresh snow. Here, at ~5,500 feet, I took a moment to savor a snack and enjoy the serene waters reflecting the sky like a polished mirror. The stillness surrounded me, providing a momentary escape from the relentless incline—the switchbacks that were both challenging and rewarding. I continued toward Upper Crystal Lake, gaining a few more hundred feet in elevation as the snow began to fall steadily, I encountered three campers heading back down the mountain and they confirmed that snow had just fallen overnight. As I left the lake, a haunting wolf howl echoed through the valley, soon joined by an entire pack, sending shivers down my spine. Captivated, I recorded the eerie sound and pressed on with my ascent toward Sourdough Gap, in hopes I wouldn’t be mistaken for a vampire. Once at the trail’s summit (~6,400 ft), the weight of the climb began to lift in the presence of such beauty. It wasn’t the expansive views I had experienced on my previous journey, but rather a more subtle personal beauty, softened by the acoustic qualities of the snow.
The snow that accompanied my journey was a gentle reminder of the season’s swift transition, as Chinook Pass would soon close, concealing these trails until spring returned. Fatigue began to settle in as I prepared to retrace my steps down the 3,000 feet I had just climbed. The snowfall had intensified, obscuring my previous footsteps, but that did little to dampen my spirits. Each step through the fresh snow felt like a new adventure. The lakes, now lightly dusted with snow, revealed a different kind of beauty as I passed them once more. The trail was steep and challenging, but each aching muscle was a testament to the incredible views and experiences I had gained. This hike might have kicked my butt, but the reward was worth every strenuous step—a vivid reminder that the most stunning views often await those who bravely navigate the toughest climbs.
Gratitude…
As I drove through the tranquil stillness of the early morning, I reflected on the special relationships I’ve cultivated at work. A recent interaction with a colleague highlighted this sentiment, revealing the warmth that envelops me whenever I see certain names on my calendar. These reminders signal meaningful exchanges ahead—conversations filled with genuine emotion that transcend mere professionalism. They infuse my workdays with joy and comfort, much like the soft glow of dawn on a warm summer morning. I’m grateful for these opportunities to share moments with those who understand the balance between hard work and a light-hearted touch. In these connections, I find inspiration and camaraderie, transforming challenges into manageable tasks.
When I encounter these remarkable individuals, I sense that our conversations will be heartfelt and uplifting. We share stories, laughter, and insights that strengthen our working relationships and create safe spaces for vulnerability. These meaningful interactions turn tasks into delightful experiences, making even the toughest challenges feel lighter. In these moments, I’m inspired to be my best self. Each engagement is a gentle reminder that we don’t navigate our work alone; we lean on one another, which makes all the difference. I pause during my drive to appreciate the incredible individuals who embody this spirit of hard work, playfulness, and mutual support, always inspiring us to reach our fullest potential. These connections enrich my life and work, reminding me that the journey and the people we share it with truly matter.
Reflections…
As I prepared for my hike this morning, a deep sense of anticipation enveloped me. Today’s trail felt different; it promised not just a path through the forest and to beautiful views, but a chance to embrace my first snowfall of the year—especially in a place that might soon be inaccessible. This challenge mirrors today’s trail-thought, a conflicting introspection that delves into my thoughts like a meandering path. I’ve been reflecting on the delicate tension between having a purpose, seeking simplicity, and the true meaning of achievement. Lately, I’ve felt this strong desire to prune my life down to its roots, to rebuild with intentional simplicity. Yet, this path has confronted me with a poignant realization: the struggle between pursuing goals and living simply often creates tension within us. Last month, someone reminded me that simple doesn’t always mean easy, and I’m beginning to see just how profound that insight is.
In my reflections, I’ve come to understand that true joy isn’t found in the frantic chase for accumulation or accolades, but rather in living a life that resonates with our deepest values and virtues. It’s as if my perspective has shifted like the changing colors of the landscape on these crisp autumn days. I’ve learned that the real meaning of “achievement” can evolve when viewed through the lens of inner peace instead of seeking external validation. The perceived conflict between reaching our goals and living simply softens when I consider redefining “achievement” and focus on what truly matters—prompting a revisit to a previous metaphor: placing a ladder on the wrong wall. While accumulation and accolades aren’t inherently negative, they often arise from societal pressures and judgments that we all feel. This makes me wonder: when I share my experiences, my achievements, or my possessions with others, what am I really seeking from them? There’s a delicate balance in sharing, and that balance rests on the fulcrum of intent, embodying the spirit of humility. It’s truly fascinating how we often find ourselves striving for “what we don’t have,” rather than embracing the richness of what we do—the essence of gratitude.
To navigate this journey, I’ve turned to the ancient philosophy of wu wei, which reminds us to align with the universe’s natural flow, embracing effortless actions, simplicity, and acceptance. This approach fosters harmony, clarity, and resilience, ultimately helping to reduce the stress we often feel in life. I’ve personally experienced this in recent months. There are mornings when I stumble through chaos, inefficiently running up and down stairs, forgetting this and that, feeling the burden of tension with every misstep. Yet there are mornings of flow, where each decision feels deliberate and perfectly timed, and every action is filled with meaning. In those moments, I glide through my home with grace, accomplishing more in a single morning than I once thought possible in an entire day. The stark contrast between these two types of days usually hinges on focus, discipline, and consistency; all grounded in making decisions rooted in my values and purpose.
This journey has led me to establish a few guiding principles that anchor my path: I aspire to focus on setting clear priorities, allowing myself to concentrate on only one at a time; practicing mindfulness consistently to stay present; decluttering my surroundings—both in my home and in my mind—to create space; learning to say no, so I don’t overextend myself with stuff that doesn’t resonate with my values; honoring downtime as just as important as completing tasks; and reflecting regularly, flexibly shifting to what works while letting go of what doesn’t. I am also learning to embrace imperfection, opting for consistency in small tasks rather than striving for an unattainable ‘just right’. Though establishing these routines may feel like another item on my to-do list, they create a nurturing framework that can simplify my life, alleviating decision fatigue.
As I descended the trail, I was gently reminded that seeking a simpler life can beautifully coexist with pursuing meaningful goals. In truth, it may be vital for achieving a fulfilling life—one rooted not in material gains, but enriched by experiences, alignment, and deep connection with my true self. With every step I took, I felt peace embrace me, allowing my shoulders to relax and releasing a satisfied exhale, as I recognized that the path I’m forging is uniquely mine. It’s not about the accolades I may or may not receive; it centers on the journey of living authentically, grounded in my values, and crafting a life that resonates with joy and fulfillment. As I returned to the trailhead, I felt a wave of excitement and curiosity about where this journey of self-discovery will lead me next. The path continues.
-Ken
- Mount Rainier National Park, WA
- 46° 55′ 20.748″ -121° 32′ 1.608″
- 10 miles | 3,203 ft elevation gain | ~6.5 hours
- Sunrise: 7:20 a.m. 28-38 degrees, snowing
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