Climbing
I continue my journey up the hill. The kind but harsh wind has dried out my lips which are all cracked up…. They really hurt but I must fold them from time to time to give them some extra moisture. My skin which is now flaky white has its veins looking out in misery and I wish I could just peel off the clothes that protects me from the elements; these clothes are putting pressure on my raw burning sensitive body.
My salty sweat quenches my thirst along the way and my companions out here on the route keep me pressing on. They tell me when it’s time to rest and when to toil……. They temper my spirits and encourage me to glide over some rough patches, change my route sometimes, change my boots to ones with stronger and longer laces or ones with better grips.
You know something ! Today I am about three times behind where I was a month ago. However four years ago I was at the foot of this hill with no equipment to start this journey. There are days when the route seem tougher but I have learnt to leave tomorrow until it arrives and place my focus on today’s portion of the trip.
Will I ever get to the top of this hill? I don’t think so……….. You know why? Every time I see myself getting closer, I set myself a higher point.
Isn’t this how life really is? We are constantly climbing a hill - trying to get to the PEAK which we move (sometimes unconsciously) further up as we go along the journey.
wuc
My salty sweat quenches my thirst along the way and my companions out here on the route keep me pressing on. They tell me when it’s time to rest and when to toil……. They temper my spirits and encourage me to glide over some rough patches, change my route sometimes, change my boots to ones with stronger and longer laces or ones with better grips.
You know something ! Today I am about three times behind where I was a month ago. However four years ago I was at the foot of this hill with no equipment to start this journey. There are days when the route seem tougher but I have learnt to leave tomorrow until it arrives and place my focus on today’s portion of the trip.
Will I ever get to the top of this hill? I don’t think so……….. You know why? Every time I see myself getting closer, I set myself a higher point.
Isn’t this how life really is? We are constantly climbing a hill - trying to get to the PEAK which we move (sometimes unconsciously) further up as we go along the journey.
wuc
