Climb Every Mountain

While i sit trying to convince myself to go to bed because i have to be at work early tomorrow, i write. i am thinking. i am listening to the showtunes channel on XM, which is the one of the greatest channels ever, second only to 80's on 8. I hear the nuns singing that old song about following your dreams as i picture the family climbing the alps out of germany to escape the nazis. papa von trapp carrying little gretel on his back while maria holds the hands of the other young children.

i am inspired by such innocence and strength in shear brilliance. i remember seeing the sound of music for the first time when in kindergarten at age 5. i had never seen a projector nor a screen outside of the movie theater. i remember crying and not knowing why. i was 5. it was amazing. i wanted to be little gretel sans the nazis. i wanted to sing with my family. i wanted maria as my nanny.

now i see it as special because of the true power of the situtation. they walked on foot up the mountains to escape. on foot. no car. no plane. no train. how amazing were they. i was 5. i knew then i could do what i wanted. and be what i wanted. i am trying to be that. the strong von trapp who persevered over tyranny into greatness.

i will survive. they survived. i will trudge forward. i can do this.

Climb every mountain, search high and low
Follow every by way, every path you know
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream
A dream that will need, all the love you can give
Everyday of your life, for as long as you live
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your dream
A dream that will need, all the love you can give
Everyday of your life, for as long as you live
Climb every mountain, ford every stream
Follow every rainbow, till you find your... dream...