7 Day Divine Commitment to Earth Wisdom: Mountain Spirit (Day 2 of 7)
I’ve always had mountains in my blood.
When my parents met as teenagers, they discovered a common interest in mountain climbing; a fascination and love for hiking the peaks of this world shared by my paternal grandparents, who lived on a flower farm at the foot of a mountain called ‘The Lady Slipper’ in the Eastern Cape in Southern Africa.
As a child, I was blessed growing up in a place with majesty on our doorstep, so to speak, and sometimes I got to spend school holidays hiking in the mountains of the Drakensberg, where the phrase ‘I know this trail like the back of my hand’ quickly became a familiar family joke.
To this day, my sisters and I still say it to each other when we’ve been walking anywhere (aimlessly) for anything longer than an hour.
So it came as no surprise when three years ago, during a time when I’d moved my life back to my native home, I found myself living in a cosy apartment at the foot of Table Mountain, waking up to the giant altar every morning and witnessing its protective guard over the sprawling city of Cape Town every night.
I feel mountain energy in my bones.
Whenever I travel to a new place, I find myself absently looking to the horizon, not for the sea or for the sun, but for a distant mountain range, perhaps in an attempt to remember an ancient sense of navigation akin to knowing the star maps…the mountain ranges forming a network of neural pathways through timelines and lifetimes past. Perhaps I do this unconsciously to ascertain a sense of where I’ve been, and which direction I am to face if I’m to see the sun rise and set.
I find walking the paths of these ancient natural monuments exhilarating, and the experience of reaching a peak and surveying the landscape around and below fills every cell of my being with a sense of awe and reverence so enormous that I regularly find my eyes weeping because I cannot contain the magical elation and radiance I feel.
Whenever I feel like I need to ground my energy and be fully present, I think about the mountains I’ve met in my life.
Strong, steady, awe-inspiring; infinitely old and wise.
“You are not in the mountains, the mountains are in you.” ~ John Muir
If you could embody the energy of any mountain/mountain range from anywhere in the world, which would that be, and why?