Privilege

East Verde River, Arizona

Privilege is a loaded concept in today’s world, but for me it’s a way to express gratitude.  I’m lucky in no small measure because my dad, who grew up with very little in a large family. He took advantage of the GI bill and his personal resolve to sucessfully create a better life for his three kids.

Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Arizona

These are the thoughts floating around in my head as I hike a trail for the first time in a familiar place, Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument in Southern Arizona. Hiking alone is conducive to wandering thoughts and is itself a privilege.  Likewise, a bit of solitude and enjoying the smell and sound of the rain while cozy in my van.

I'm so fortunate that I can do what I love sometimes for money and sometimes as a gift. 

East Verde River, Arizona

Hanging out with Marco and our dog is also a gift.  A few weeks ago, he brought photos back from a fishing trip on the East Verde River.  I convinced him that we should fit in time to go back for an overnighter while the trees were still changing color.  After a dress-up brunch in Prescott, we headed up to the Mogollon Rim, changed into hiking clothes, and explored the beautiful riparian area.  I can’t believe I’ve never been there before!

Historic Ranch, Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument, Arizona

We talked about how privilege has allowed me to be a serial monogamist with my interests.  I look at this restlessness as lifelong learning.  Most recently I earned my Arizona motorcycle endorsement, but looking back there have been many, like flying the drone, swing dance, rock climbing, acupuncture, Pilates, and (the one that’s sticking best) photography.

Betty Friedan said, “You can have it all, just not all at the same time.”

Peeples Valley Arizona

And then there are those breathtaking opportunities that present themselves close to home, like this spectacular morning light on a cottonwood tree tunnel just north of my home, in Peeples Valley Arizona.

Lucky.