I'm climbing Mt. Quandary this Saturday. Pretty excited - and scared. Can I do this thing? Have I got what it takes to accomplish the task? I suppose that's one of the reasons I'm so transfixed with climbing. Every time I step up to one of these monuments of rock and dirt I'm stepping up to the edge of myself. The edge of my masculinity. Asking the questions of me that demand answers. Whether it's failure or victory they must be answered. Because one's failure in applying meaning to his existence is worse than the failed attempts it will take in getting him there.
Why do we explore and why do we wonder? What are we looking for? To see what's around the corner? Why do we care what lies around the bend? Maybe we're looking for ourselves. Not the self that we come face to face with every day. But something deeper, a part of us that we haven't discovered yet. That we don't meet very often. Or ever. Does that mean we all need to climb moutains? No. But mountains take on many different shapes in one's life, agreed?
And so my questions to you is this, have you climbed a mountian lately? Not have you conquered one but have you tried to climb one?
3 comments:
Good luck Bomber! Hope the weather gets nicer for you, I couldn't imagin trying to climb a beast in this! Be safe!
And no I have not climbed a literal mountian lately...I did climb a rock wall, does that count?
Well Bomber...here we are again. I come and visit you, via your blog and find my self amazed at how the words seem to, so often, eloquently flow... I think about that which you've been pondering and it makes me ponder. You ask, "Have you climed a mountain lately?" And I sigh...a heavy sigh. A sigh that answers your question with a resounding, I'm working on it. I'm in the middle of the uphill climb. The part which demands I push through and keep going. This is the time that I cannot, I must not, rest. I must keep going - for the top of the mountain is in sight. And so I press on. Thank you for the reminder that it is good for us to attempt to climd and for good reason...take care bro.
Because climbing is living and we can't stop living right?
Keep at it Evan.
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