It seems like unquestionably good advice to tell people to aim high. Reach for the stars so that if you miss, you’ll still hit the moon, they say.
But advice like this can be debilitating. You look at the stars and the rickety old bicycle you’re on and you see this is ridiculous. Why bother? It’s a perfectly reasonable conclusion given the circumstances.
If instead, you aimed for that next hill to see what more you could see from that vantage point, the whole thing seems more doable and worthwhile. And who knows, you might come across something or someone that can take you a little bit further. And then from that, get a little further. And so on.
You might even hit the moon some day. Or even the stars.
It all begins by just aiming for that next little hill over there.