In Norway when you reach some steepish hill tips, there is a wee Norwegian flag waiting to celebrate your victory! I enjoyed a most modest hill walk recently, and it made me ponder. That it might be worth questioning what mountain tops we aim to climb.
How many mountain hilltops have you been chasing recently?
Is this a joyful or a peaceless venture?
Have you ever considered stopping halfway up and turning onto another path ?
Do you dare to stop, to feel, to tune in with your inner path ?
What inner path do you need to take in order to reach those lofty outer hill tops?
What untaken hill tops are asking you to take your own flag ? Your path is truly your own.
Happy travels.
