Process not perfection.

Plant a seed.

Inception can happen at any time. But for me it takes root more often when I’m around other “seekers” other “searchers”.

Find the path.

There is always a way. You can send (or flail) on any project you can dream up. I had to stop thinking so small. My dreams have always been up high. Planning is what turned all those fantasies into golden Chamonix granite and hard Ouray ice.

Take a risk.

When the shore is out of site, all you can do is steer toward the horizon. Once upon the path/approach/skin track, there is only one way. Up. You did the work, you did your best to prepare. Now let go and let the Mountain Gods lift you up.