some thoughts about pressure

The internal world can be a stormy place! Life can seem good, then something happens and on the inside we find ourselves facing dark skies, strong winds and high seas! Pressure. Imagine life without any pressure. Imagine never growing up! Sir Edmund Hillary reportedly climbed Mt Everest "because it was there". Could it be that the purpose of mountains is to be climbed; the purpose of giants is to be killed; the purpose of problems is to be overcome?

Here's a thought: the purpose of every outside pressure is to effect inside change which in turn effects outside change which benefits not only me but all those touched by my life?

Naaahh. I think I'll just sit here and be depressed!