Snowy Mindset

The blizzard continues strong as I hold on to the mountain for dear life. I ponder the thought of how this event occurred when I was on a hike just moments ago. Fear reaches my mind as my grip starts to loosen, I look below me and my heart sinks, at least forty feet of drop. Full panic sets in and I am convinced that I am going to die, no one is going to find me, and I’m going to die alone, and with each thought, my grip gets looser and looser. Blizzard slamming in my face, my ability to see or feel anything becomes impossible. My limbs are frozen and my sight is flooded with soft white. It's beginning to get dark, I can’t be out here all night.

Once panic is at its highest potential, my mind starts to try to reason. I can do this, I need to get myself back up. I try to pull myself back up but my grip is not tight enough. I’m gonna fall, I know it. My hand starts sliding on the ice and I snap out of it.

I can do this, I can lift myself. I am strong, I am powerful and all of a sudden my grip started to tighten and my hands stopped slipping. All I need to do is lift myself up. As the blizzard continued to drop down on my being, I realized all I had to do was change my mindset to survive.