I absolutely love this idea.  And I'm reminded of what a real treasure hunt is, which is not always pretty . . . sometimes . . . but not always. 
 
Yes, sometimes it's finding the colorful egg nestled in the crook of a tree or barely disguised by the higher grass next to the flower bed.  But sometimes treasure is also hidden in the sand and requires some digging, or it's lodged in its place so tightly it takes a hammer and chisel to get it out, or it’s underwater and it takes holding your breath and diving over and over till you grasp it.  Sometimes it's even hidden behind the dumpster and you have to hold your nose for a moment while you pull it out. 
 
It can be so shiny that the minute you see it you know you've found something spectacular.  And it can be so dirty and covered with crud that you aren't sure what you have, except a willingness to take it home, wash it up and see if there really is a treasure hidden within it.
 
Treasure can be disguised in plain sight, but it is also often contained in the deepest layers of our own individual "issues".    I have found many treasures in the experience of being overweight.  In accepting and taking responsibility for what I’ve created, and in learning to love that which I've created.  In finding new tools to change my thinking and therefore my life.
 
What I love about this journey I’m on, is looking at my whole life as a treasure hunt.  That just sings a sweet tune to me.  What a magic way of looking at any desire.  What a wonderful way of seeing life, looking for the treasures each day holds.
 
Sometimes I'll take a longer path and need a machete to get through the underbrush when I could have gone around it in a few steps.  But it doesn't matter because all my choices are valid, they are all are right, they all belong to me. 
 
Sometimes all I have to do is let my face feel the sun and let go for a moment and the treasure comes up to me and lands on my shoulder.  I'll have more of that Source!
 
I also love that every day can hold as much treasure as I feel the inspiration to look for, and as I have the willingness to allow.  I love that the only one who decides how big my treasure chest is . . . is me.

I love knowing that I create it all on my treasure hunt too.  I create the obstacle.  I create the path.  I create the map.  I create the sparkle and the mud.  I create the degree of difficulty or ease.  I create the magic and the treasure itself.  I love that it’s all my choice!
 
Mostly I love that I'm not alone, I always have that soft voice inside me saying "warmer" or "colder", leading me, urging me, soothing me and inspiring me into finding all my treasure.  Thanks for that wonderful analogy Abraham!  (Abraham-Hicks.com)

I really think that the only lesson is . . . that WE are the treasure, and our life is about the hunt of finding our own value, our own worth.  It’s about discovering that we are physical extensions of Source and we really do create it all.  That we can make it fun or difficult or down right torment, but any way we create it . . . it’s all good . . . and discovering THAT sparkling treasure is the only real lesson.
 
Much love on YOUR treasure hunt,
Tigerlily