Somewhere, somehow that little girl got there and even though when looking around she does not find anything familiar, she knows her very own spirit got her there thus far.
Even though the mountain seems impossible to climb - oh how summits can be deceiving sometimes - or the tasks might seem Herculean, she knows that once she calms herself down (or is threatened with punishment whichever comes first) she will lift her sleeves up and proceed towards the finish line, exactly like the Chinese proverb says: one step at a time, for it is how the journey of a thousand steps begin.
The thought that you can do it - that you will do it - can be in your heart or in your mind; sometimes it is in somebody else's heart or mind.
Fear, when overwhelming, has a metallic taste, that's when one's just about ready. AT that time, instincts will kick in one more time and take over from where one's nerves gave up.
Able to look around with a smirk and a nod and announce: bring it on suckas!
14 October 2005
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