by Joseph Raffa
There are people who love to climb mountains. When asked why,
some may say “Because it is there”. There is another kind of
mountain that others seek to climb – the mountain of Ultimate
Reality. They do not know why, only that they have to go.
The mountains of time are well defined, the destination sure, the
equipment is available. Ultimate Reality has no defined pathway
leading to it, the equipment necessary is the nature that we are.
This journey we travel alone. Gurus can only take us so far,
then we must be left to face our own uncertainty, our weaknesses
and fears, whatever we are.
We move this way, we move that, try this, try that. When we come
to cul-de-sacs we turn, retrace our steps then start again, over
and over. Gradually it dawns that we are journeying through
ourselves, that we create the obstacles and the mountain to
climb. When we’ve exhausted our efforts, when we are at the end
of the line with no more stations to travel to, we pause, and sit
and let go.
Effort falls away – everything is shed – the tiredness, the
struggle, the striving. We just let go and then suddenly we are
there on top of the mountain. We have been transported all in
one instant and we are basking in the full sunshine of Being.
Our journey is over, without sense of movement or achievement.
We didn’t do a thing except to be still. That’s it, just still –
the stillness of a mind not seeking, not striving. a sudden
unexpected, unexplainable stillness and we are on the top of the
We know what we come from and we know where we are going. Never again will we be
lost in time. We are home – home where we belong.