Above: Image by Gina Milicia I’ve spent the last 30+ years climbing a mountain. I started climbing impatiently, sprinting so fast I barely noticed the scenery. The road was smooth and the incline was gentle. The first part of the climb felt easy, took little effort, almost like I was being carried by some invisible force. Then just when I thought I had mastered mountain climbing 101 I hit my first obstacle. The climb took a turn and I needed to navigate terrain that I had not experienced before. It was physically challenging. For every three steps I took I would lose my footing and slide back two. On several occasions, I misjudged a boulder for a ledge and slid back almost to where I started. I was frustrated. I felt like I wasn’t getting anywhere but somewhere in the back of my mind I kept hearing: “Keep going, it’s...