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Monday, May 21, 2012

Hiking Stick


I have always loved sticks and stones.
I seek them out, pick my favorites and being them home.
My collection of rocks and sticks has grown since moving to Oregon.
Walking the beach or hiking the mountains presents more opportunity for new discoveries.
Thankfully my family is good enough to tolerate this strange attribute of mine.

Recently I have been bringing home driftwood off the beach to make my own hiking sticks.
 I have made hiking sticks for most of the family.
I know if I am to continue this new hobby then I will need to find an outlet for my hiking sticks.I can't just continue stockpiling them in the corner of the garage.

For me, a hiking stick is a useful tool, something that simply helps me stay upright on a steep path.
It helps me feel more sure-footed whether that be going up a steep incline or down a steep descent.
Being a flat lander from Kansas, I seem to lean on a hiking stick, if not physically, then certainly emotionally.
I feel a little more secure on a narrow trail hundreds of feet up a cliff overlooking the pacific ocean when I have a hiking stick in hand.
Hiking sticks have been around for centuries. In folklore the hiking stick, or staff, represented the tree of life and was thought to be somewhat of an axis between heaven and earth. they believed the staff lended support and aided one in direction and gave intensity to ones energy.
Some say it was a link to our spiritual energy.
Still others indicate a journey staff  would keep the magic in our lives alive on the journey through life.

In scripture, Mark 6:8 it says, "He told them to take nothing for their journey except a walking stick--no food, no traveler's bag, no money."




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