I climbed a mountain, a literal mountain. I feel grateful for this. I feel grateful for mobility. The going was tough, quite literal actually. When I started with my hiking team, I thought it was just a normal trek. The mountain stood above me, and I hovered for a moment internally. Like was I going to be able to complete this? I realised then the symbolism of doubting before setting path on the goal. I starting doubting my physical strength and my mental stance. But I told myself quite loudly that I could do this. That I could and will complete this mountain, see the waterfall amd dip into the cool mountain water. And that’s what I did. For nearly two hours the mission was upwards. Looking up occasionally to see how far you still have to go. I weighed my options telling myself “you can still go down, but look how far you’ve come already”. And then proceeded to step further, listening to my feet as I strode. When we reached the waterfall, I couldn’t hide my excitement any longer. The ethereal beauty of the mountain rage, it truly humbled me. I did in fact swim in the water. I felt pure bliss. The reward was greater than the test. And the walk down was actually fun too, filled with excitement for the next challenge. We all face mountains in our lives. Some mountains are bigger and more difficult to climb. The going doesn’t get easier. But don’t give up when starting. Along the way you will come to see extraordinary things, you will learn about yourself, you will become aware of the paths you walk on. Once you reach the top; You’ll see the power that is within you!