Closer to the sky

Sometimes there are moments when a thought comes up and won't go away.

On the way to Vietnam's highest mountain, Fansipan, at an altitude of over 3,000 meters, such a thought occurred to me in the gondola. It captivated me, brought tears to my eyes and I was torn between simply letting it happen or pushing it away with all my might.

I decided to take several deep breaths and let the thought stay with me. It was a beautiful thought that popped into my head and probably hit me right in the heart.

So far up there, over 3000 m from the ground... but more than 3000 m closer to the sky

It left me no peace, driven by comfort and sadness in the same moment. My feelings and thoughts were a wild jumble. It felt like I was on the verge of a panic attack. I didn't want to lose my composure here in the cable car in front of everyone and start crying. No, I actually wanted this thought to stay with me all the way to the summit

And so I got out of the cable car and stood in front of these countless steps that led to the summit

There were so many steps to the top with lots of breaks to catch my breath.

Just like my life is going at the moment...

Many strenuous steps and at least as many breaks to catch my breath