Conquering the Internal Villain

So many mountains before me. Waiting in the distance to be conquered. Such excitement in my soul in anticipation of reaching the summit. After all, in the act of moving mountains one is able to see what we’re really made of. 

However, along the path there are many wise trees that guide us with their wisdom and knowledge. We must listen and meditate on their whispers. In their silence, they teach us that once reaching the mountain, the skill is learning to be lead with our hearts rather than our head.

As we journey through the terrain and sit with the trees we also encounter the weeds. The weeds are the thorns in our lives that need to be tamed in order to move mountains with ease. To go with the flow.

The freshness of each new day reveals a new painting. That’s the beauty of life. Nature teaches us to be artists of life. Each day is an opportunity to invent our authentic selves. To honour our soul’s contract. To see ourselves as directors, writing the script in our own play. 

In so doing, we choose which characters we want and those we don’t.

With this vision, the mountain doesn’t seem so big after all. In the end, we learn that in the process of reaching the mountain, life was preparing us for the obstacles ahead.