Riding the gondola toward the peak of Mount Pilatus resembles my life.
Anticipation isn’t the only thing that rises as we near the summit of Mount Pilatus. The fog becomes dense, resulting in little to no visibility.
I traveled Switzerland thirteen years ago. Hence, photographing fog for over a decade. But it wasn’t until recently that these photographs resurfaced from my archives. Discovering these photographs opened my eyes to the vision hidden deep within me.
I imagined my life as a clear path leading me directly to happiness, fulfillment and purpose.
In the same way, I suspected this gondola would lead me to the glorious sun setting behind the Swiss Alps. I was wrong.
We reach the peak of Mount Pilatus and nothing. No sunset or view overlooking Central Switzerland, just dense fog.
This reminds me of what it feels like to constantly be striving for the next best thing. Climbing success mountain in hopes that happiness is found at the summit. Wrong again. Happiness is found along the way, regardless of the view. Once I embraced the fog, happiness followed.
Sometimes the fog rolls in just as I begin to think I have things figured out.
My climb is slow, but I refuse to take someone else’s path to a place I don’t belong. In the distance, another peak will reveal itself after I reach the summit of Mount Pilatus. This is how life works. Clearly, the journey never ends.
The fog rolls in and the views are minimal.
But the beauty of Mount Pilatus remains.
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