Six Days

I had spent 6 days in the Mountains...and with their kindness, they had stripped me bare. They had seen into every part of me, into every cell, into every pore, and looked, without judgement, into my very Soul. They had taken my body and my mind, cut me wide open and exposed my very core.

In their wisdom, they had taken everything from me that I thought mattered - all my attachments, all my material possessions, and made me realize that they didn’t matter at all....that they had never mattered. They made me realize that nothing really mattered. They made me realize that even my own journey didn’t matter. 

They had exposed to me my very Soul, my Spirit - The Source. They could not take that away from me because I shared my Soul with the Mountains; they were from the same Source. The Mountains and I were now one.

The Rivers and Rain had washed me clean, the Sun had melted my anger and my judgement - I was one with them now too. They had all purged my Spirit, and I felt re-born, with softness, gentleness and Love.

In the timelessness of their own growth, they showed me that there was no time - that there was only the moment. The past and the future were insignificant - there was only the now.

The Mountain People had smiled and given me their Love, They knew. They too had been purged and cleansed by the same Mountains and Rivers, by the same Rain and Sun....and they had found their peace on the land.

As I came down from the Mountains with tears of gratitude and love streaming down my cheeks, I too had found my peace. And I now knew too.

I realized that I had nothing left to finish, or indeed nothing left to start - I just had to Be.

I was the Source, the Source was I - the Source was the Mountains, the Rivers, the Rain, the Sun, the Earth, the People.  

I was it All - All was I.