Sunday Soliloquy – Step by Step

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[ so·lil·o·quy – the act of speaking one’s thoughts aloud when by oneself or regardless of any hearers ]

Look at these pictures I’ve borrowed from an email I was sent a few weeks ago. Look at the steps… imagine you are stood on one of them.

Chand Baori fountain in India
Chand Baori fountain in India
Scale worm Taihang Mountains in China
Scale worm Taihang Mountains in China
Crack of Guatape in Antioquia , Colombia
Crack of Guatape in Antioquia, Colombia
Elbsandsteingebirge stairs in Schsische Schweiz , Germany
Elbsandsteingebirge stairs in Schsische Schweiz, Germany

What do you think? Some of those scenes look rather scary to me. I’m not sure if I’d even attempt them all – I like to think that I’m an adventurous person, but in reality would I actually start climbing, say, the second photo down?

Of course, if you imagine that you are already half way up some of those climbs, the only safe way to proceed would be one small step at a time. You have to concentrate on where you are putting your feet, look ahead, and be strong and know that you can make it to the top.

It’s exactly the same in life. Sometimes we feel we are half way up – or maybe even at the bottom – of a large, steep staircase. Or maybe your steps are more like the ones in the first photo where you aren’t quite sure where they are taking you. Our steps can be physical, or of course they can also be mental. The only way to get from one place to another, to achieve your goal, to be who you want to be, is to take one step at a time.

Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small. A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step. Lao Tzu

Remember. Concentrate on where you are putting your feet, look ahead, be strong and know you can make it to the top.

Life is all about the journey. One step at a time.

2 Responses

  1. Shybiker

    Wise thought, fascinating photos. I’ve never seen or heard of these cool places.

    I was once halfway up a steep mountain on my motorcycle, with a passenger behind me, when the curves got tighter and tighter and there was no guardrail, just a drop down hundreds of feet. I couldn’t stop or I’d lose balance on the tilted roadway. It took all my courage to keep going, knowing that two lives hung in the balance.

    • Splodz

      Sounds very scary but a great illustration of looking ahead and not stopping.

      I was riding a little Harley on a very steep windy road down in Devon (no sheer drops like you describe, though), we had no option but to stop at one point and I really wish I hadn’t – I was just not strong enough to do a proper hill start, I only just kept the bike upright. It was not pretty but I made it to the top – I enjoyed that view even more than normal!

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