Kindness...doesn't even begin to touch on the love given freely to me during the Facelift. For every cynical poster here on the Taco there are 100s more so generous in spirit that cynicism doesn't stand a chance.
I wanted to take part in the Facelift to meet and thank so many folks who have made the discovery that both of my birth parents were gone before I had a chance to know them an awe-inspiring journey. But even more, I wanted to, in some small way, give something of myself in humble apprecietion.
What meant the most to me? Couldn't say...every time I turned around there was someone there offering me something of him/herself...a hug, a smile, a nudge of encouragement, a hilarious joke, understanding, an anecdote about Ann or Dolt, a treasured piece of shared history with Dolt, an unforgettable experience feeling my way up rock Dolt once climbed, a shoulder when I found myself overwhelmed...
I'm still processing and will post a TR, but read this thread and felt compelled to share what it feels like to be on the receiving end. I am deeply grateful.
Sometimes it's the simple stuff. Last week, I'm heading in for a much needed shower at Curry Village and the attendant sez, "The guy who just went in paid for you." That was tyeary who did that, a kind and generous spirit. Wasn't necessary at all, but made my day. I think he appreciates that I can see the darkness, the light and all the shades of gray in between within him and think it's all good. Heck, without all that, Steichen, Weston, Adams and many others would be unknown.
When I lived in Asia, I spent some time in India and some in Nepal. The poverty and conditions one would see were heart wrenching on a level previously unimagined by this traveller. But the warmth, kindness and generosity I often encountered there made me realize that while economically poor, in other aspects those places were amongst wealthiest on earth. Subsequently, my eye better trained now, I've seen the same all over the world and just down the street.
It doesn't take much to give really. A welcoming smile and acknowledgment to a stranger can do wonders. And the act of giving frees up space for more "riches" to flow to you. Then you can continue passing that along and the cycle continues.
Lilabiene... take your time as you have so much to process. If and when you are ready, I look forward to your TR! You have already given so much to so many here just by telling your story. Conrad Anker made a good observation: what we do is about a shared experience. The level of skill and commitment vary widely, but we all come away with a similar set of feelings from our adventures on and around stone, snow, and ice. A connection is made and easily recognized.
I had better stop now. I fear I am becoming a yammering,rambling fool. Maybe I already am! Ha!
People are giving and helping on the other side of the dam too, there's still a dugnad spirit, but they seldom tell anybody outside their own family about their kindness and dignity. Telling other people how kind and dignified you are, is seen as bragging, or as putting nice feathers in the hat to look a little better or in some cases - putting lipstick on the bulldog.
I think sometimes some people forget that posting about this stuff inspires others to follow suit, and therefore is much more valuable than just "Bragging".
I myself try to be nice to everyone, treat my employees with respect, and pay them well... I also have mentored quite a few climbers/snowboarders/sledders but I know I should do more...
I keep a pair of jumper cables under my seat & am always happy to use them.
One time when i was very young my moms & I were stuck on the side of the highway between Chase & Kamloops in August (hot). The tire on our boat trailer or truck(cant remember, doesnt matter) had blew on the way back from the lake & pops had hitched a ride into town to fix it or something. We're just roasting, waiting sitting on the shady side of the truck & this lady pulls up, gets out & walk up to us all serious. She pulls out a ice cold can of Pepsi & gives it to my mom. My mom says thanks & she tells us to have a good day. My parents never let us drink pop at all. Best fkkin pepsi in my life. That lady taught me something very special.