A few months ago, I was climbing a mountain and relishing in the beauty around me as I did.

It was overwhelming how alive I felt in that moment. I wanted to capture it. I wanted to bottle it. I wanted some way to be able to properly articulate the magic I was feeling. But I knew that there was nothing that could do it justice. No photograph. Not even words. You had to be there with me to understand it.

I sat there and thought about this for a little while.

And I realized that, the people that are out there really living grand adventures do not do it to show anybody what they’re doing. They know that they can’t. They can’t bottle of the grandeur of what they’re experiencing. They don’t climb that mountain to take a picture and post it. They probably don’t even have a camera or phone on them while they do.

They climb the mountains and live that adventure for them.

For the light it stokes in their soul, that breeds contentment in their life.

They don’t have any desire to do anything to take away from the present grandeur they are immersed in during that experience. You will likely never know about them or what they do.

And they could care less.