I close my eyes and listen to the swishing from the water rolling down the summit. The air is frigid, and still. I’m still not sure how I ended up on this snowy mountain cap, the trees whispering to me that I’m welcome here.

Another flickering soul beside me.

In yoga today I balanced better than I ever have, realizing that months ago it was a struggle. My hard work and consistency had paid off, over time, without me even noticing.

I had the same feeling standing on that peak, the bright reflection of lights bouncing off the glittery powder around us. I am here now. It’s like nowhere I’ve been before, and it’s because I was consistent, and pushed through my pain and discomfort.

Now I’m balanced, like the straight leg I focus on. I feel ethereal, and fully within myself. I don’t know why it took me this long, but I’m glad I’m finally here.