I climbed a mountain yesterday... or did I? I started at the bottom. I couldn’t even see the mountain top when I started. The day was overcast. Then it rained. I put one foot in front of the other, sometimes slipping and sliding on the path. I stopped when needed, to catch my breath. I kicked a few rocks... I took one step at a time, always just one step until I found myself higher. Eventually I was at the summit. Views and new perspectives greeted me. Thank you feet for many, many tiny steps in a slow rhythm. That's how you conquer a mountain.

I’m in a life season where slow is important, where I am wondering a lot and wandering a little. I  look all around me and I see things that have always been there yet I’ve never seen them before. I keep checking inward with my heart compass, am I still moving? Am I on track? Is it time to pivot? I am seeking doors, gently pushing on them for their answers. I look up to windows, wondering if I can scale the walls and climb in through the open panes.

One day at a time.

Dreaming. Aligning. Morphing. Hoping. Enjoying the season and not rushing through it. That’s how you conquer the mountains within.