Life often feels like climbing a steep, rocky path, one where the ground beneath us shifts unexpectedly, and our footing is never entirely secure.  In those moments, what we need most is “true grip”, not just the strength to hold on, but the wisdom to know why we are holding on, and the compassion to steady ourselves when the climb feels impossible.

Greatness is not a roar but a whisper, the kind that lingers in the spaces between movements, in the pauses between words, in the unseen hours when no one is applauding. It is not measured in trophies or titles but in the lives quietly changed, the bridges silently built, the wisdom passed on without fanfare.

Have you ever felt stuck in your own thoughts, worrying about problems that won’t let go?  There is an old Zen poem that might help, and the funny thing is, it is all about realizing there is nothing to worry about in the first place.