How to get unstuck in your clutter

When I was in high school we took our cows up to a ranch in Wyoming for the summer.  The ranch perimeter had supposedly been walked to ensure there was a solid fence. The ranch hand who supposedly did this - did not. As it turned out, the fence only existed where we let our cows out.  The rest of the summer we looked for cows.

What in the world does this have to do with being stuck?  This morning as I was doing my morning yoga/exercises I pondered being stuck.  And I thought of that summer.  On one of our cow hunting trips my mom, dad and I got stuck. We were in our 1/2 ton brown Chevy pickup truck.  This truck did not have 4 wheel drive, front wheel drive or anything else that would have helped us get unstuck.

We got into a meadow of muddy soil and got insanely stuck.

 If you have ever driven a rear wheeled pick up truck you know the last thing you do when you get stuck is to gun it.  Trying to get out in full speed only gets you more stuck.  Instead you need to rock, back and forth - hopefully gaining momentum with each motion.  If you are stuck enough you might need help.  Two of us got out and pushed, one stayed on the gas- back and push- back and push- back and push- all together this time... back and push and with the a bit of good luck, timing and team work we popped out of the mud hole.  We were all caked in mud, tired but free!  

And there you have it!  Getting unstuck requires a gentle rocking motion, determination, teamwork and a gas.  Good tires don't hurt either.  Trying to get unstuck in one day or one giant push on the gas might just get you more stuck.  Gently start rocking to gain momentum.  

After getting unstuck- take a shower- you will need to rinse off all the mud! 

 Funny thing about that summer, it was one of my favorite summers of all time.  The mountain was beautiful, aspen trees, green meadows, fresh air.  Each time we found a cow or a small herd we all squealed with joy.  Spending the summer on a cow searching adventure was priceless.  Of course, I do realize my perspective as a teenager was different than my parents.  Perspective is 99% of the equation.

This memory of our summer spent looking for cows reminds me to enjoy the journey- where ever it might take you.

Wishing you all unexpected discoveries while looking for cows- or whatever you are searching for.
         Denise