Someone sent me this little crystal a while back and as I picked it up this morning, it looked like the Matterhorn. One of the fun things that I remember from my early childhood was my father telling stories. He was a great story-teller and made me feel like any adventure was possible. I didn’t know about alcoholism when I was little…didn’t filter his stories through skepticism and doubt like I would learn to later, so I just loved them (and him) for what they were. A place that he used to talk about, that always carried this wild sense of adventure, was the Matterhorn in Switzerland. I can’t remember if he said he visited there, or climbed it, but in my mind, it was the most exciting mountain on earth.
As an adult, I finally got to visit this mountain with my ex-husband. It took us hours by train but we finally arrived in the small town of Zermatt. The mountain was completely fogged in (which I found out was very common). I was so disappointed but a local man said, that sometimes in the morning, it clears for a couple of hours, and he suggested that we stay overnight. My ex said no. He and I had very different ideas of travel and spending money.
I did not want to get into a fight, didn’t want our vacation to be tainted, but I really wanted to see this mountain and he was not budging. A “radical” idea came to me. I knew that it was from the Divine and I remember this expansive feeling. I said to him, “I understand that you are not going to stay here and spend the money when we already have paid for a place, and I can’t make you do that. But I have waited 30 years to see this mountain and I am going to stay overnight, on the chance that I will see it in the morning, and I’ll take the train back tomorrow.” I’ll never forget the look that he gave me. We were both surprised…and he stayed ….and in the morning the fog had lifted and we saw the summit.
I don’t believe that compromise, in the traditional sense of the word, is necessary; one person getting their way, while the other suffers or goes along grudgingly or gives up their ideals. We live in a Universe where everything is connected. A choice that is right for me cannot be harmful/wrong for someone else, and vice versa. There always is a perfect solution but often times we have to make an internal adjustment to see it. Sometimes I am the one who sees clearly and sometimes it’s someone else, and I have to change my rigid idea of what is right or wrong.
Often, what seems an impossible climb is just a staircase without the steps drawn in. ~Robert Brault