Just take it one day at a time; just one step at a time. Oh, that’s easy to say isn’t it? But actually doing it? Ah, that’s the hard part. How can I ascend that staircase of worry when the steps are too big; they’re covered with snow and ice . I can’t get a hand hold. I just can’t. I can’t do it.
When my head gets into this space I know it is no good telling myself to just take it “one step at a time”, I have to take a break . So I go to the barn. I leave that staircase of worry at the gate and when I see my horse, Biasini, I may tell him about it. He will listen and for the time I am there it will lift up from my shoulders. I will have that break. And when my time at the barn is over I can go back and try to climb up. One step at a time.