It’s no wonder the ancients here personified nature as gods. Look at this. This is on a crappy iPhone camera and no filter and no editing.
Now look closer. There are remnants of a fortified gate still here (I’m standing 20-30 feet atop one outcropping) from 2400 years ago. We’re peering out into the mountains and toward the fig fields. People settled this region 6-7000 years ago. And some of their ways of life still persist. Some of their culture still exists. Some of their buildings still stand.
What do we worry about? If I made some more money? If you have a nice enough car, or house, or status? None of that matters, like AT ALL. Everyone on earth will have forgotten your pursuits of that kind precisely one hour after your funeral. And nobody even cares now.
Even in your own personal development, no one, including your future self, will care if you lost weight this month. But can you create enduring results? Will you lay foundations which your future self can build on much later? Are you making an impact will stands the test of time?
What will you create which will remain?