There have been a few occasions when I’ve gone hiking or kayaking with folks who are much more experienced than I am.
One thing I’ve noticed about them is that when it starts to rain, when the wind picks up, when the path is muddy, or when the temperature is just above freezing, they’re not phased.
With a calm smile, and without a word, they put one foot in front of the other and press on.
When we choose to go on a journey, there is a tax to pay. There’s no point complaining about the wind, rain, mud, and cold—it’s simply part of the journey.
I’ve been thinking a lot about metaphors recently, and this is no exception. The hike is just an example, the tax applies to any journey we choose to go on. From a job, to studying, to a relationship, to life itself.