WHAT KILIMANJARO TAUGHT ME ABOUT LIFE

Monday, October 12th, 2009

Rising to Kilimanjaro’s Stella Peak, elevation 18,000’, I’m reminded how life is a journey, not a destination.  I may not have reached Uhuru Peak, but the success of that journey wasn’t defined by a summit.

Not three months prior I lie in my bed paralyzed by symptoms of Lyme Disease that interfered with my life for more than two straight months … and then I climbed a mountain.

Just three days before our ascent I spontaneously reversed my decision not to participate in this 7-day climb.  My team being so fantastic, I didn’t want to miss having this experience alongside them.  So… one duffle bag of rented clothes, a handful of borrowed gear and a $30 pair of used-boots later, I was on my way up the mountain.

Continuously finding metaphors during my international travels, I can’t help but compare this climb to life, especially my journey with nurturing a budding business.  “Pole, pole,” we’re told by our guides.  “Slow, slow…. One step at a time.  There is no hurry.  Rest when you need to rest.”  If only our guide Justin could ride home in my backpack to remind me “pole, pole” after a 14 hour day in the office.

We climbed for five days and one night, our objective to reach Uhuru Peak, the famous Kilimanjaro summit, elevation 19,340’.  Day one through fog and forest, we trekked through surreal settings of trees and vegetation.  Day two put us above the tree line as we gazed at vast skylines from our camp high up on the mountain.  Day three became a challenge as we pushed to our landmark, Lava Tower, and then onto what looked like a Dr. Suess-wonderland.  Day four was a scramble up the Barranco Wall followed by a grueling ascent up our steepest incline yet.  This is the day where I broke down in my tent wondering if I had it in me to go any further.  Day five was a push to our camp where we’d begin our ascent to Uhuru Peak. 

Our meal was served at 11pm in preparation for the summit.  We set out with headlamps for our last push of the week.  My energy level was down due to a parasite I’d contracted earlier in the trip, and I couldn’t eat a thing.  Between hot and cold sweats, my feverish body trudged one step at a time up that steep incline, our guides reminding me along the way: “pole, pole, one step at a time.  It’s the only way to the top.”  Three hours into the climb, with only three hours to the summit, I decided to turn around.

That week had me thinking about my growing business as I placed one foot in front of the other, a steady uphill climb.  In life, and as entrepreneurs, we aim to reach a summit in the form of long and short term goals.  We reach some peaks and dip through valleys, scramble up walls, and cry in our tents.  Sometimes even get paralyzed by illness which takes us out of the game completely.  But most days we press on, one step at a time, excited to greet the great unknown, all the while asking “How far can I go?”  “What can I achieve?”

What Kilimanjaro taught me is that there is only one way to approach any journey in life, “pole, pole… one step at a time.”  I sincerely take this to heart.  The destination itself does not define the success of the journey; the small steps it takes to climb are successes themselves.   

I didn’t reach the summit of Kilimanjaro during our August adventure.  But I did reach unexpected heights of 18,000’ with only 72 hours notice alongside an amazing group of individuals.  It’s a journey I’ll cherish and celebrate with my lifelong friends for years to come and value the lessons I learned that week.  Lessons that mimic life’s journey, taking one simple step at a time.

Jodi Nelson
Founder, PLAY it Forward Adventures

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