Trusting the tiny rock edge to hold me.
Trusting my foot not to slip.
Trusting my strength to push off.
Trusting the rock to give me the next hold even if i cannot see it.
Trusting a stranger to belay me. 
The first time i went rock climbing felt like  hugging mountains.
I felt free
I felt strong

That is what movement and stenght mean to me.
That is my biggest value in life. Freedom.
Freedom to enjoy mountains,to go on adventures, to bum around with my dog , Freedom to  live my life how i want to . 

Somehow that day led to spending the next 8 years learning about human movement and rehabilitation.
And moving to Montafon ,  which i always felt was my soul home .