The steep gets harder to climb ...

The steep gets harder to climb right before you reach the top. Here’s what I did to pass that deep, heart-wrenching climb that felt never-ending. But, I can only move forward now that I’m way past the bottom of the mountain. The path may not be clear, even uncertain. There may be some fog, maybe some severe weather before I can see above the clouds and my two feet are at the tip top of the mountain. No matter how scary it may be, your intuition is it. There will be sacrifice and sometimes you may find yourself alone. Maybe no one wants to do this climb with you; maybe you’re nervous, not sure that you’ve made the right choice to even do this in the first place, but sometimes, you have to just demolish everything, start over and keep going.

I’ve hit a glass ceiling. I was feeling stuck. I needed to hit rock bottom to see clearly what was ahead. To see what road I wanted to take. With having nothing, I reached for something I really yearned, something I craved but not only just wanted, but dreamed of. Something that felt more aligned to dreams I hadn’t even revisited for decades. These were dreams I had when I was a child, these were dreams I saw older me accomplish, these were dreams of me feeling glorious about the reflection I’d see across the mirror in front of me.

Were there moments I had full regret? Absolutely yes; but there was always a “however”. It’s been hard, however, I found myself. I’ve enjoyed my daughter a little longer, I learned to meditate, I managed to build a healthier relationship with food, I learned to rise with no rush and be grateful every morning, I’ve learned to prioritize my needs before others, I’ve learned to love more, and say no without fear to the things that I don’t love so much. I’ve learned that everything is for a reason; it’s a lesson I’ve been taught over and over again, but until we really understand, we will continue to revisit those lessons in different scenarios and circumstances. I’ve learned that money is not a necessity, it’s also not a luxury. The luxury of life are your loved ones, yourself at a higher frequency, the sun glaring on your face when you open the front door.

Now that I am getting closer to the mountain top, I can feel my lungs closing in, my brain is telling me, “you’re not going to make it”, my heart is pumping, my hands are getting sweaty and I’m starting to lose grip of the rocks I'm clinging to. It’s not easy. I’m tired, I’m overwhelmed, I am feeling like maybe I should climb down and settle for comfort and just accept that maybe I should climb a smaller mountain or none at all.

Take a breath.

Keep going.

As I pull myself up one last time, I catch my breath and it’s finally ground I’ve touched. I stand up and open my eyes and..

I’ve made it.

I have so many projects left to pursue, some I don’t even have them in mind yet, but the universe has them set somewhere in my blueprint. Trust. Trust yourself. Trust the universe. Trust whatever higher being you believe in. The time is right. The strive needs to be consistent. The faith is lit by the light of your intuition.

The steep will be harder to climb right before you get to the top, but when you’ve made it, it’ll be glorious.