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Crossing An Edge: Climbing A Mountain

Updated: May 30, 2020

It is not the mountain we conquer but ourselves.

– Sir Edmund Hillary

I looked up at the ‘Old Man’ and the seemingly endless muddy track with narrow steep steps.

“How the heck am I going to make it back down?”, I debated with myself as I danced cha-cha up and down the first few steps, inclined to abort this climb.

I have a secret fear called HEIGHT - ungraciously driven by self-knowledge of an ungifted physical sense of balance. Retrospectively speaking, I have always loved the ‘climbs’ in life. The bigger the challenge, the brighter the twinkle in my eyes. Reaching that peak, I will. It drives me. BUT along comes that sudden crash into that space of coping with nothingness... which I can do without, thank you very much.