10/30/2025
🏔 Yesterday I climbed a mountain.
And something inside me shifted.
We went hiking — high, long, step by step.
My body was strong, breathing steady, rhythm clear.
But around 85% of the way… I suddenly felt — done.
As if my body whispered, “Enough.”
He said:
“Come on, it’s just a bit more! Let’s reach the top!”
The peak was right there, almost within touch.
But something inside me stopped.
✨ And then it hit me — this is my life’s pattern.
I always strive for the summit.
For the finish line. The perfect result.
So much that I forget to notice how far I’ve already come,
how much I’ve received, and that it’s already enough.
Do I really need to crawl to the very top,
if I’ve already seen this view before?
Or is this just another race for the sake of “I made it”?
💭 I sat on a rock.
And heard a voice within:
“You don’t have to. But you can.”
You can — you’re strong.
But you don’t have to.
You won’t fall, fail, or lose
if you simply stay here.
And peace spread through my body.
That inner voice that always yelled
“More! Higher! No matter what!” — went quiet.
He called again:
“Come on!”
And I realized — he was the outer reflection
of the part of me that never lets me rest.
For the first time, I said:
“No. I’ll stay here.”
Then another pattern surfaced — doing it for someone else.
He asked me to go. I said yes.
But with every step, my body screamed louder:
“No. Not even for someone else.”
So I stopped.
And let him go.
He’s the one who usually stops at 80%.
And this time, he needed to reach the peak.
While I needed to stop.
🎯 Two people.
One mountain.
Two opposite lessons — and both found transformation.
⸻
⛰ Sometimes the real summit
is where you finally choose yourself.
