The hurry and the struggle and the hurry and the struggle. We look up to the icy cliff--so terrifying and impossible. So deadly and destructive. There's no way that we could do it because we have never done it before and there is no one we can turn to and ask. 

Because life is an infinity of possibilities. And we turn our head away to look at where we are. So easy to go to the left and to the right. So luxurious to say we were not lucky enough or skilled enough or knowledgeable enough or prepared enough. But enough! 

Enough already. 

You're already enough. 

Because that is not the rule system you learned to overcome and surmount. 

You live by the truth of how things are. And they are a lot more mysterious and fantastic than they told you in kindergarten where all you ever learned was enough to be the status cog in the wheel of a machine that you never agreed to design.

So instead you look back up beyond the ice and the fear soaked crag -- to a beautiful flag waving in the wind. 

It's the signpost of achievement. Of recognition. When the proof is in the pudding. And you stick the spoon in deep. 

You have been there before. Countless times. And every time--like this time--its something entirely new. And this time the rule book changed. 

The cogs and the gears around you are slipping, shaking and quaking. The cracks are in the facade and maybe you're the only one who sees them. As new paths open wider than the ordinary mind. An aperture can now be found!

You've got to put your head right through it. Poke it out beyond the weeds where the view is clear and you can see the friends and the people and the brilliant new ideas. They're ready to give you the helping hand. It's your move now and the playing board, and all the rules are absolutely yours.

Write them down for once! The little ones and the big ones and cute ones and inspirational ones... The sad ones and the happy ones too. These are the things you want to do! 

Whisper into the deep heart of the universe--where you thought you weren't allowed to go--the secret things you're grateful for. Whisper it so quietly so nothing is disturbed. So only she can hear.

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