i climbed a mountain, and i turned around

The path to change.

For me, 

this path often seems so extremely narrow

while the change to come looms large.

I feel as if I have to walk it perfectly - not a step to the right or left.

Walking this path, crossing over from one point in life to another,

takes such concentration.

One foot in front of the other.

The new path becomes all consuming.

It's as if the path itself becomes almost more important than the goal.

An end, in and of itself.

But I learned something recently as I climbed a mountain.

When you climb a mountain, you turn around.

You turn around to see how far you've come.

And that gives you the strength to keep going!

When I face life's storms and changes,

eventually I do turn around,

and the path that brought me to where I am,

the hard pieces and the easy pieces,

fade into the vision of the whole.
Lo and behold,

I've gained perspective.

Gratitude replaces worry

and visions of new horizons dance into my soul.

Time has, indeed, passed.

Time has made me, not only older...

but bolder.

When I reached the top of this mountain
and I saw my reflection in the snow covered hills,

I believed more fully that I could face the tough stuff...

the landslides of life.

Each stage of life seems to have taught me the same thing.
One bridge crossed,
one mountain climbed,
one or two adjustments
and
life stretches out before us full of new horizons and possibilities!

{Inspired by the lyrics to Landslide by Fleetwood Mac}

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