Why do I climb? Why does the top of that mountain call out so loudly?
Because, at the top of every mountain is the satisfaction in knowing that I have accomplished something very difficult. I have stretched my lungs to their capacity, my muscles ache; they have been challenged too. My breathing is labored, face and hair are windblown. My body cries for sustenance, my throat is parched. My mind is clear. The distractions of work, finances, family and relationship strains have all been left behind at the beginning of the trail, or if I’m lucky enough, back at home. My heart beats wildly from the exhilarating climb and the beauty around me.
Sometimes I gaze down upon layers of mountain ranges and valleys, other times I see a blanket of fog or stare down at the vast ocean. The smell of evergreens or the chill from nearby snow drafts, sometimes I am surrounded by desert cacti and I pause to observe unfamiliar creatures.
There’s something about being “on top of the world” and yet feeling so tiny. I feel the power and beauty of nature and the significance of my insignificance. It is at the top that I gain clarity, that I can see clearly my place in this world.
Sometimes I am a confident leader, fighting for what I believe in. I can feel my strength coming from the mountains, the wind at my back and those who have led before me. Other times, I am a passionate giver seeking to bring opportunity and equality to everyone. I feel the warmth from the sunlight on my cheeks. In the complexity of nature I see that everything has its unique place to create different, yet equal balance in the natural world. I hear a hawk cry out and know too that I am a visionary, my mountaintop vantage point stirs creativity and enables me to envision what could be.
In these moments on top of the mountain, I envision a world that is not driven by ego. A world that is filled with peace, with love. It is on top of this mountain that I find my significant place in this world. My place that is different than every other person, but equally important.
What will you see on your mountaintop? When you remove the distractions of this world, when you can see clearly your place in this world?
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