The way is the goal!
The mountain outside my door
Once upon a time there was a man who lived secluded, right on the path between a beautiful mountain and the nearest town.
When the man went outside the door, he saw the mountain, looked at it long and closely, delighted in the grace, radiance and nobility of the silent giant far in the distance. The slopes shone in bright green, the middle layers appeared stony and brownish, the summit majestic and snow-covered.
He saw the path that stretched from his house to the foot of the mountain through the untouched nature. He saw isolated people walking there. The weather changed, sometimes it rained, sometimes the sun shone. Some days the peak may be hidden in fog, other days the snow shone brightly from the sun.
Can you see the mountain and the way to get there inside you? Close your eyes and let yourself be captivated by its elegance.
Every day the man thought to himself : "one day I will climb the mountain, I just have to do this and that".
Travelers passed by his house and stopped at his place, telling about the mountain, either on their way to the mountain, or coming back from it.
Some of them told him that they wanted to climb the mountain now, why they were going on the dangerous way, what they thought to expect. They told the man about the anticipations of the climb, they told him about their homeland, about their loved ones at home.
The others came back from the mountain, told about the arduous climb, the dangers on the way, about the indescribable joy of being on the summit, about the unbelievably beautiful view into the valley, how far the view can stretch, which travel companions they met, what the plans for the future are, what the mountain and the climb mean to them.
The man listened patiently to all the stories, entertained the travelers, some stayed longer, others lingered only briefly, some simply passed by his house.
Every evening the man planned tomorrow, yes tomorrow, he would also set out, climb the mountain, enjoy the view, linger at the summit.
When he woke up, he just wanted to do something quickly. After all, the mountain will still be there tomorrow.
THE WAY IS THE GOAL!
- CONFUCIUS - CHINESE PHILOSOPHER - 551 TO 479 B.C. CHR.
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