Man comes upon a mountain in his path – climbs it
Man comes upon a mountain in his path – bores tunnel through it
Man comes upon a mountain in his path – goes around it
Man sees a mountain ahead in his path – avoids it
I wonder which Man I am – Let me check Time
Which Man (Woman) are you? Care to share, add or complete – I’ve deliberately kept it open. Let loose your imagination. I would love to receive your thoughts, as I’m sure many of my visitors would too 🙂
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Have a great week, all 🙂
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I’d try my best to climb, but if it is big and impossible, it would be practical to go around it:)
Some mountains are to be conquered; some mountains are to be skirted; some moutains are to be admired; and some mountains are to be avoided.
Peace and blessings,
Eric
Very good post. Thought provoking.
Thank you dear – have a great week ahead 🙂
Age cannot deter me, 100 % climb it. Mountains are luring.
I love the feistiness that springs from your words 🙂
Eric, my lovely buddy, you sparked my imagination and I have a link to your post from mine…big hugs lovely. Xx
Jane buddy,
Glad to have been that spark and thank you for linking me to your post. I’m reposting what I said in your blog post:
We’ve known one another since I started blogging – about 18 months ago. You’ve not only tackled mountains – you’ve confronted whole mountain ranges. And I’ve seen how you pick up, dust off and move on – such courage, such resoluteness – such faith – to say the least – commendable! Inspirational!
And throughout, you’ve set time aside for friends and always had encouraging and loving words.
You’re a Gift to Blogsville.
May your mountains turn into molehills.
Much luv, hugz and good wishes from your friend here in Singapore,
Eric
Eric, my lovely buddy, your care, support and encouragement mean more than I can say. Blogsville has brought blessings of many dear friends and I have learned so much. Your are my lovely buddy and I am grateful. Big hugs. xxx
I’m a climber, Eric, I might sit down and look at the mountain first , gather courage and then start to climb. Have a Magical Monday, my friend 🙂
groetjes, Francina
Ah, Francina, my Francina dear 🙂
You’ve been journeying with me for so long and I truly appreciate your presence here. Yes, you’ve the verve and the wisdom.
Happy to count you among my tight circle.
Ciao 🙂
Eric
like wise, dear Eric! 🙂
Ciao 🙂
Francina
This mountain is for me a molehill as is every other opportunity. And as I soar over it like an eagle I can take in the whole of its beauty. Love, David
What interesting thoughts, David – and brimming with positivity too.
Appreciate your sharing,
Eric
For me it depends on the mountain. Some I climb, some I go around and some I avoid. Just as some battles are to be fought and some battles are to be avoided.
Does that sound wishy washy, I hope not I hope it means as I’ve gotten older, I’m a bit wiser and not so rash.
Great Monday poser, Eric.
Susan dear,
Absolutely not ‘wishy washy’ – in fact you fashioned the sentiments shared by many here (including moi). Makes me wonder, we might face different mountains, but mountains we all face. With age and (hopefully) wisdom, most people make the right (same) choices.
This excludes politicians of course (Yes, I know, I couldn’t resist the dig).
Wishing you a great week my dear,
Eric
P/s Is your foot fully healed? You stopped on the updates, so I reckon all is well. And do take care with Orso and Charlie – they’re getting rough and by your own admission, you’re not exactly a ballet dancer.
My foot is almost back to 100 percent. I could not believe that it would take as long as it did to heal. Getting old doesn’t help.
Yes Charlie and Orso are a couple of hooligans and I am no ballerina.
PS I think we think alike about politicians.
I embrace the mountain and then do whatever is necessary to forge forward. There are times when my mountaineering has been quite inventive!! Good post my lovely buddy..Xxx
Hello again Jane buddy,
“Inventive” you say – okay, but I’ll use stronger adjectives of admiration.
I wish for you all good things always,
Eric
It might depend on the mountain, but in general I like to climb. I think there could be mountains that cause us to turn around and go back if we realize we’re on the wrong road.
Reading of all your tracking, hiking and climbing – David, I expected such a comment from you. But as ever, you added an unexpected twist – not simply ‘mountain’ but you also threw ‘road’ into the computation – relish these metaphors.
Profound thought, provocative (in a positive manner) comment.
Thank you and have a great week,
Eric
I appreciate your little philosophical challenges, Eric, that get us to think about things like this. Keep it up~ 🙂
I would pick the first one… I would climb the mountain because it would make me stronger, afford a view of just where I’m going, and might even make the papers. :O)
Your comment actually brought out a chuckle – you hit a truth nerve there – so raw and honest.
Depends, I have tried all four at different points in my life
Same here, Maasaiboys – as some other commenters noted too – almost the rites of life’s journey, I reckon.
I would look at it and enjoy the view or climb if needed and pen a few lines to capture its beauty, inhale the fresh air and walk away with good memories. Now Eric, why are you testing us 😉 ???
Peace 🙂
Ah, Mr/Ms Anonymous – and you ask why “I” test you so 🙂
Actually why fight it when we can enjoy it – very true and wise too.
Peace in return to you,
Eric
It’s Aparna! Not sure why it says Anonymous!I try leaving comments and sometimes they vanish into thin air 🙂
Yes, Aparna dear – WP does play up sometimes – my apologies as my reply was meant to be a little ‘cheeky’ and meant no offence 🙂
Absolutely not Eric! Thanks 🙂
Well, WP is at it again, Aparna 🙂
Great post Eric. I have been all of these men. To me it matters what the purpose of the mountain is that determines my approach to the challenge. I am finding as I age, unless it is a matter of principal, I take the route of least resistance.
If I cant go around, I am perfectly happy to bore right through the heart of it.
I share your sentiments, Rob – been all of these men at one time or another. But as I consult Time, I too am reminded to take the path of least resistance. But the fire still burns deep within – always sufficient for one more ride, if the cause is compelling enough.
Have a great week ahead,
Eric
I mistake the mountain for a large bear. At first I take it on, knowing that I will win. Then I remember how much I love animals. The bear and I take on life together. Successfully.
I love this Liz – so, out-of-the-box and welcomed 🙂 Loving life no matter what it deals our way.
I wish I could look in the mirror and truly tell. I hope I am not the one who abandons hope and gives up the journey.
Bill, from what I know of you, you’re hardly the kind of man who’d abandon hope and give up the journey. See you at the ‘finish line’ – but not too soon heh, as we’ve some more flowers to smell 🙂
If the mountain is not taller than six inches, I will step over it. If it is made of sand, I will take off my shoes and play barefoot in it. If it is too big to climb, tunnel through or too wide to walk around it that it can not be avoided I will ask God to remove it from me. That is the kind of woman I am. 🙂
I love this
Hello Nancy – yes, Joyce does speak for many, I reckon.
Filled with metaphors – and rings with wisdom that comes from living a full life guided by Faith. I too, go forth bravely because, I believe He looks after my back. You’re my kinda gal, Joyce 🙂
A man sees a mountain ahead in his path – appreciates its majesty and contemplates whether he really needs to be on this path.
Hello Eric – first off, I like your name 🙂
I can see where you’re coming from with this comment – thank you ever so much, I simply adore such thoughts.
Peace,
Eric
Well, i like mountains, so I’d climb.
Good enough reason, I reckon 🙂
I’m a climber. I want to see the view on the other side and have a plan for occupying new ground on the other side.
You’re saying plenty here, Ian. And from what I know after reading about your family history – your comment is in character. Glad to count you as a friend.
Cheers,
Eric
I regret not having met you during the 10 years I was stationed in Singapore. I think we would have been very good friends.
This is a very welcomed thought, Ian – and I share your sentiments. I can imagine our friendship flourishing. And nothing like good conversations over a bottle of wine and some cheese 🙂
A few years ago, Lisa and I visited an old friend of mine in Blenheim, NZ. Special trip to meet him – oh yes, we also took in the wine country – Cloudy Bay is our favourite white wine. And believe it or not, his first name is also Ian. He is an old friend in many ways – known him as a tough business competitior (old school) for well over 25 years and he is also 20 years older than me. His wife simply couldn’t understand what we two old buggers had in common 🙂 Well, we fought well in business but always deeply respected one another.
Inshallah, I might just return to Brisbane for a holiday, as my daughter is studying there. We plan but He decides.
Cheers,
Eric
We live about an hours drive north of Brisbane. Don’t travel distances any more due to health issues which is a shame since both our daughters live in the US. Who knows, we may see you some time in the future.