In the Mountains

My two most pre­ferred intel­li­gences, accord­ing to Howard Gard­ner’s mod­el, are intrap­er­son­al (self-reflec­tive inner search) and nat­u­ral­is­tic (appre­ci­a­tion and learn­ing from nat­ur­al forms). This means that when I want or need to think in cre­ative ways, I like to look for wis­dom both through my inner expe­ri­ences and in places of out­ward nat­ur­al beau­ty. This sum­mer I have had more time than I have want­ed to think cre­ative­ly — busi­ness is down — and this has turned out to be a boon from the uni­verse as it has encour­aged me to go about my “think­ing time” in a more delib­er­ate way. In turn, the time to reflect has paid off in terms of new work, writ­ing, and the­o­ry build­ing. My six day-hikes since late June up to the Cas­cade Moun­tains, to a near­by island, and to Mt. Rainier have all been points of dis­cov­ery and renewal. 

It is curi­ous to me that these walks define an entire sea­son in just a few short weeks. Their arc is from the soli­tude of rain on black, leaf­less stems at a frozen lake to the feel­ing of already dimin­ish­ing sun­shine as autumn red creeps into vine maples. Two months ago and some, I was struck by the smell of the earth in a cold, drenched for­est, but now, already and too soon, there is the heady fra­grance of dry­ing ferns amid the dust and wan­ing heat. I began by think­ing about des­ti­na­tions and the race to climb the moun­tains and end­ed, yes­ter­day, at greater peace, sim­ply wash­ing my face in the cool­ing waters of Gem Lake, a fit­ting name. Along the way this sum­mer, I learned to let my mind mull the chal­lenges of my work like a stream I could bare­ly hear far down under the stones of a rock­slide, while more con­scious­ly I watched the morn­ing fog and attend­ed to the flow­ers, and felt the wind come on with pow­er out of a glacial val­ley. I have enjoyed the light cross­ing in a day the entire face of the mountain.

There is no sin­gle insight that has come for­ward to me from walk­ing the paths. But I have moved a dis­tance from the force of my “delib­er­ate­ness” to some­thing else, some­thing more inti­mate or gen­tle, clos­er to an “embrace.” As Rumi said, “What you seek is seek­ing you.” Some­times not much seems to change from day to day, but like the shape of a cloud, it is always in motion and evolv­ing. You just have to look twice to see it. If I had to try to con­tain the expe­ri­ence in some way, get to an essence or an answer, I’d have to say that the word, “sur­ren­der” has shown up as a great friend to me late­ly, a good com­pan­ion on these soli­tary walks. 

I am a lucky man.

These images are a small part of the treasure.

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By Dan Oestreich

I am a consultant, coach, facilitator and trainer supporting the growth and development of leaders and teams. For further information about my work and services, please access my Oestreich Associates website.

6 comments

  1. Dan — I was struck most by the quote, “Some­times not much seems to change from day to day, but like the shape of a cloud, it is always in motion and evolv­ing.” That’s a beau­ti­ful way to describe your inner (and out­er) expe­ri­ence. It sounds like you immersed your­self in tak­ing in nature. Time will reveal what comes back out.

    Thanks for shar­ing the spec­tac­u­lar pic­tures — they are stunning!

  2. This was a real­ly won­der­ful gift — to be able to take this time; a day here and there across the course of the sum­mer. It’s direct­ly result­ed in a num­ber of things, some of them name­able, such as new mod­els for my work, but of course the most impor­tant have no names at all.

    Thank you so much for stop­ping by, Deb!

  3. Beau­ti­ful Dan, just beau­ti­ful. Poet­ic, majes­tic, com­fort­ing and inspir­ing, all at once!

    Although I don’t sus­pect that Nat­u­ral­is­tic is one of my tal­ents, read­ing about your expe­ri­ence evokes in me a deep sense of awe for nature. Like you, the word “sur­ren­der”, in its most lib­er­at­ing sense, res­onates through­out me as I soak in the imagery from your post.

    Great stuff! 🙂

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