The Mountain’s Shadow

The world wants you to be a leaf, dancing for every breeze and trembling at every storm. But your character is the mountain. The clouds can wrap around your peak and the rain can wash your face, but they cannot move your foundation. Let the weather do what it must; you are the solid, unmoving thing beneath the sky. The shadow you cast is your own, and it is long and steady.

Now take a second and breathe.