My hands on my knees as I’m catching my breath and looking up hill.
“It’s going to take me forever to get up there”
In a calm manner I heard a voice
“Then turn around and go back”
I glanced behind me and seen how much progress I’ve made, sacrifices it took, connections made and departed. I nodded my head in agreement that I can’t go back to the unseared soul I once had.
“It may take you a couple of years, but don’t you think you’ll savor and experience a gratitude you’ve never experienced before. Won’t you be able to have the right eyes to see and heart to feel when you arrive. Won’t you get a chance to teach with a story to tell and lesson to be felt.”
I thought of the achievements and accolades I’ve made along the way, but they quickly withered away.
“Don’t doubt it now, you’ve made a commitment, if it doesn’t go that way teach it to yourself when you arrive. Then, you can teach it to your children.”
He was right. We’ve broken a lot of promises, but a part of me doesn’t recognize why I couldn’t compromise on this. I made this promise when I was a younger man and 10 years later here I am, still pursuing it. And for what? It’s not for pride or ambition. Was it for consistency or is this all that I push myself to know.
He’s right, I can’t think about it now. I must do. I have to be a warrior here on the hill and be a sage later when I have a view.
I looked up and no one was around, and the voice still lingered. You never came around moments of despair or doubt. But I notice that I’ve grown to pick myself up and continue up the ascending mountain, for I arise to my potential.