Sunday, April 18, 2010

Mountains

I met a woman once, she was on a mountain top and I on the one next to it.

We called back and forth to one another.

She said, “Hello.”

I said, “Hello,” back.

I called out, “How are you?” and she replied, “I want off this mountain.”

I called back, “Are you hungry?”

She called back, “Yes but I need off this mountain.”

I replied, “First eat to build your strength and then you'll be off this mountain.”

She replied, “I have nothing to eat.”

I replied, “Consume the mountain and you will be off it.”

She thought for a moment, how can I eat an entire mountain?

Well her mountain was built of her life and each step built it. The more she climbed, the higher it got. The height to which it had risen was dizzying.

I called out, “The mountain is the food you have stored to sustain the rest of your life.”

She called back, “But this is not the life I have asked for.”

I called back. ”But this is the life you have cultivated. It is a fruit at your feet, consume it and you will be sustained.”

She accepted it as her meal. The taste was not to her liking but she ate of it never the less.

Each experience filled her.

She consumed it all and filled with it, she saw she was not on a mountain at all just on a journey, one to which she could decide the direction.

The map she follows was hers in the end.

Many mountains and many valleys, as many as she chooses.

She was not lost at all, high on a mountain top with no hope of rescue but on a trip one she could control.

So her map was not a barrier but a series of choices. Each mountain would sustain her, each valley would comfort her.

It was not someone else' map but her own to step where she liked and to travel where she wished.

The difference now was she was consuming her life, not turning away from it, like a dish she didn't want to eat.

Fear not the geography of your life.

It is a world of your needs.

The landscape of your needs.

In the end the picture will reveal itself!

Thriving Survivor