When you start a path, no matter how much you climb or the difficulty you face, everything becomes magical. The noise of modern cities is left behind and the silence accompanies us in the way up. The noises of nature become music and thoughts that manage not to make you feel tired.
Julius Evola in “Meditations on the peaks”, believed that the mountain could act as a symbol to start an inner realization: “It is from the irrationality of impressions, visions, unexplainable leaps and inexplicable, free heroism that he is carried on, along the paths of an ascent, which eventually unexpectedly comes to act even in terms of interiority. It is in the context of subconsciousness that he finds himself inserted in a larger reality and that from it he receives not only a transfiguration in a sense of calm, sufficiency, simplicity, purity, but also an almost supernormal influx of energies, insurmountable to be explained by the fallacious determinisms of physiology, an indomitable will to proceed further, to challenge new heights, new abysses, new walls, because in this way the inadequacy of material action with respect to the meaning that now animates it is translated, the transcendence of the spiritual impulse with respect to external conditions, to the struggles, to the visions, to the audacious ones that have fostered its awakening and that still constitute the material necessary for the concrete extrination of that impulse itself”.
The climb to the summit, therefore, it is not only a physical test, but above all a spiritual and mental test:
“The mountain for them is no longer a new adventure, nor a romantic escape, nor a contingent sensation, nor heroism for heroism, nor a more or less technical sport. Instead, it binds itself to something that has neither a beginning nor an end and that, as an inalienable spiritual conquest, is now part of its nature, like something that takes with it everywhere to give a new meaning to any action, to any experience, to any struggle of daily life”.
Most probably the mountain known to Evola and many others, is no longer the mountain of today. A mountain that is becoming more and more populated by Sunday “climbers”, by people who believe that having the most technological equipment is enough to face nature and the solitude of the immense rocky walls. That’s not true.
Renè Daumal in “Mount Analogue” writes:
“With a little money, you can easily get the few elementary body satisfactions from environmental civilization. The rest is false. Falseness, tricks, tics, that’s all our life between the diaphragm and the skull vault”.
The purity and truth of these solitary and luminous worlds is like no other. As a matter of fact, since ancient times, the mountain has been the seat of divine natures and heroes, axis mundi.
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