i found this little ray of sunshine today. just a little one - but have you ever noticed how even the tiniest light in a dark room can make all the difference? lately i am in the midst of trying to climb my own mountain and this beautiful piece of poetry sums it all up perfectly at the moment. i have so much to say, so much i could say about the way, but the words are just a jumbled mess. so rather than listening to my dribbling litany of life at the moment, read this instead. this is perfect...
how to climb a mountain
Make no mistake. This will be an exercise in staying vertical.
Yes, there will be a view, later, a wide swath of open sky,
but in the meantime: tree and stone. If you're lucky, a hawk will
coast overhead, scanning the forest floor. If you're lucky,
a set of wildflowers will keep you cheerful. Mostly, though,
a steady sweat, your heart fluttering indelicately, a solid ache
perforating your calves. This is called work, what you will come to know,
eventually and simply, as movement, as all the evidence you need to make
your way. Forget where you were. That story is no longer true.
Level your gaze to the trail you're on, and even the dark won't stop you.
By Maya Stein
i did manage to read the whole poem, although i must say, the first line jagged me. i read it over and over - it is so true. i'm really just trying to stay vertical - but trying to believe also that the dark wont be able to stop me either. are you struggling up a mountain today? i hope this gives words to your experience and brings a little ray of sunshine onto your path as well. Thankyou Maya.