Sometimes I sit idle in a valley in my mind. Often, in that space, rather than appreciating the beauty and peace around me, I fret about the mountain before me. The mountain represents the goals that I've placed before myself: dreams. Some small and easily attained, others, lofty and long term. What I fail to acknowledge in these moments, is how I got here. I fail to credit myself with having crossed the mountain behind me.
The journey of a thousand miles begins with a step. One foot before the other. The past behind, the future ahead, present in this moment. Forward momentum.