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I’ve been away from writing for a month. I return: back to basics with two stories and an invite. On Wednesday, Jennifer and I found ourselves on a bucket list hike to the top of Machu Picchu in Peru. Our guide, Marcilino has led over 500 hikes of a day or four-days length. He’s had his ticket punched enough to shred it, like the one on the Polar Express.
The 6-hour hike is considered “moderate.” We found it strenuous. We climbed a net 1,200 feet, (probably 1,500 when you consider the downs that punctuated the climb). And portions of the hike consist of steps – as many as 350 in a row – that are nearly as steep as a ladder. At the summit of the Inca Trail, the amazing city ruins rest at 8,000 feet. The air is thin. We worked.
We talked but mostly saved our breath. We stopped, sometimes twice in half a mile to let our lungs and heart catch up to our ambitions. About two hours in, we took a 3-minute heart rate- stabilizing rest. Marcilino had been quiet, but as we now hit stride again and our heart rates picked back up, he announced with energy, “You’re doing a good job, guys.”
It was so simple. But he might as well have just taken our packs off our backs. Jen and I both noticed we felt lighter. He had encouraged our hearts – quite literally. So? Every new person on a team – and every new team – wonders, “How am I doing?” Every caddy and busboy, waiter, freshman, transfer student, first-time supervisor, manager, even a CEO will wonder: How am I doing? Sure, Jen and I knew we were okay. It was the challenging walk we had eagerly signed up for, after all. But in that stripped-down natural environment, “you’re doing a good job” lubricated our minds, hearts, bodies.
Two days later in Cusco City a man apologetically interrupted us at breakfast. Mohammad was a Georgia Tech educated architecture professor, in Peru to study the Incan ruins. He came to our table to tell Jennifer how grateful he was for her advocacy. He said he had been in the U.S. for seventeen years and a citizen for ten. But, he said, you never forget your homeland. He was from Iran. How wonderfully and dangerously small is our world – Michigan, California, Iran converging in Peru! My heart swelled twice: with pride for my wife and her terrific work ethic, and with gratitude to this man for his heartfelt words of inspiration. “You matter!” he said. “You’re doing a great job.”
As we begin this new year, imagine how many people’s hearts YOU can touch, and what a difference you can make if you simply
Lead with your best self.
Thank you so much for your post. I loved your statement “How many people’s hearts YOU can touch, and what a difference you can make if you simply
Lead with your best self.” Thank you so much for this heart penetrating statement.
You have been to one of my most favorite places in the world! I love how the Peruvians treasure their land and indeed, I fell in love with it also and seriously think about moving there. The Peruvians are the salt of the earth – true leaders all of them in their own way and capacity.
Yup our sea level lungs are not built like their barrel chested lungs. So glad you did this and had such an amazing guide/leader.
Why does it not surprise me that you would love Peru?
Best in 2020!
Hope that you and your bride had an enjoyable trip and hike. ❤❤
Everyone does need encouragement. And without even knowing it, the Governor encourages me by never stay silent, by speaking up. You as well have in ways. I listen to what ya all say plenty.
I do hope I am able to do my bucket list one day. At the moment it’s one thing but will take a month at least.
Thanks, Patricia. I hope you’re able to check some things off your bucket list. For now, you’re doing life’s most important work – raising that boy of yours!