Inner Spelunking
Hey rebellious ones!
I’ve been a cave junkie since I first went to the Polar Caves in NH as a young child. Something about the hidden “rooms” intrigued my child’s mind. I loved to explore the inner spaces because they seemed mysterious and unknown and scary. Also loved the challenge of squeezing through the tight spots, like the “lemon squeeze.” Although fearful I might get stuck, I never did.
Whenever my husband Jimmy and I go to another state in the US or another country, we try to visit the caves that exist there. Some are big and unadorned, others are smaller and decorated with stalactites (calcite icicles dropping from the ceilings) and stalagmites (calcite “icicles” raising from the floor) but all of them intrigue me due to their underground nature.
I liken our emotions, thoughts and feelings to a series of inner caves that need exploring. I call this exploration “inner spelunking.” The best way to start? Venture in slowly, a little more each day until you feel comfortable in there, adjusting your attitude helmet until you can learn to see with your own unique light.
The answers to most of your problems can be found in these inner caves.
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