Mount Analogus, an Inner Search

And he said, Draw not nigh hither: put off thy shoes from off thy feet, for the place whereon thou standest is holy ground.

Exodus 3:5

“Eternity He who binds himself to a joy Does the winged life destroy. But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity’s sun rise.”

William Blake

Sacred Space, Or Holy Ground

What it used to be an almost forgotten religious tradition, relegated to the past, as modernity took us away from Myth, and Religions, it seems to be having a sort of personal renaissance, and I mean personal, because no longer it’s attached to a particular creed of Faith, or at a designated place by those traditions, but to a personal subjective feeling within ourselves, devoid from the trappings of  ancient Religions.

It doesn’t mean, the old traditional places are without devotees, by the contrary, more than ever by the facility of communication, and the easiness of traveling, they have experienced a surge of believers, ready to pay, to fulfil their piety by going into pilgrimage to the Holy sites.

St Peterr Square

The Personal Sacred Space

I mean , the average person, the lukewarm spiritual, but not religious individual may not attend the crowded religious festivals around the World, but hold now a belief that certain geographical places, hold on, an energy or power, that you can feel once there.

It’s popular now to hear of such places as Vortices , or Vortex of  energy, numerous places around the World suddenly are declared Sacred Space by your neighbor, friend, coworker, etc.

And there is talk of such places, and many of us had traveled to places where you feel there’s something special to them, once you get there. Every big city has some place not too far relatively speaking, but also not that close, where you should be able to experience at least peace, and relaxation, accompanied by a feel good vibe, among beautiful, serene surroundings. this be a charming Town, a Desert, a Mountain, a hidden Valley, or whatever place you feel it’s  “A Special Place.”

A Special Place

And if I would agree it’s special for many, its not for others.

How so?

Well, the main thing they travel there, but do not live there!

Most people fail to understand that well being, peace, and happiness, do not reside in a Shangri- La mythical geographical place, but is a totally subjective state of being, given at any moment by our feelings, and state of mind, within our hearts.

So it’s easy to be fooled by a sense of peace, serenity and awe, at the particular place that seems to trigger the experience, and therefore always searching, or returning to the places we believe trigger the experience.

But also there’s nothing wrong  with feeling special in certain places close to our hearts, because our past its linked to them, or special people, a parent or grandmother, etc. Or we just grow there in happiness, as children, but then moved away, and we are nostalgic, and we yearn for those days gone. They are special places, at least to us, someone else may not share the experience, I even wrote something  in this blog about it.

I mean it’s fun to travel and vacation, to such places, but to believe you had found Paradise, hardly.

Paradise it a state of Being, not a Geographical place.

Rene Daumal Mount Analogue

French writer Rene Daumal wrote a little unfinished novel; Mount Analogue.

Mount Analogue

The novel is both bizarre and allegorical, detailing the discovery and ascent of a mountain, which can only be perceived by realizing that one has travelled further in traversing it than one would by travelling in a straight line, and can only be viewed from a particular point when the sunrays hit the earth at a certain angle.

Can only be viewed from a particular point when the sunrays hit the earth at a certain angle.

“Its summit must be inaccessible, but its base accessible to human beings as nature made them. It must be unique and it must exist geographically. The door to the invisible must be visible.”

Daumal died before the novel was completed, providing an uncanny one-way quality to the journey. Father Sogol – the “Logos” spelled backwards – is the leader of the expedition—the expedition to climb the mysterious mountain that unites Heaven and Earth.

The door to the invisible must be visible

The novel also marks the first use of the word “peradam” in literature, an object that is revealed only to those who seek it.

“One finds here, very rarely in the low lying areas, more frequently as one goes farther up, a clear and extremely hard stone that is spherical and varies in size—a kind of crystal, but a curved crystal, something extraordinary and unknown on the rest of the planet. Among the French of Port-des-Singes, it is called peradam. Ivan Lapse remains puzzled by the formation and root meaning of this word. It may mean, according to him, “harder than diamond,” and it is; or “father of the diamond,” and they say that the diamond is in fact the product of the degeneration of the peradam by a sort of quartering of the circle or, more precisely, cubing of the sphere. Or again, the word may mean “Adam’s stone,” having some secret and profound connection to the original nature of man. The clarity of this stone is so great and its index of refraction so close to that of air that, despite the crystal’s great density, the unaccustomed eye hardly perceives it. But to anyone who seeks it with sincere desire and true need, it reveals itself by its sudden sparkle, like that of dewdrops. The peradam is the only substance, the only material object whose value is recognized by the guides of Mount Analogue. Therefore, it is the standard of all currency, as gold is for us.”

The Most Precious Jewel

Daumal compares art and alpinism in this novel, saying:

Alpinism is the art of climbing mountains by confronting the greatest dangers with the greatest prudence. Art is used here to mean the accomplishment of knowledge in action.

You cannot always stay on the summits. You have to come down again…

What Is Above Knows What Is Below

So what’s the point? Only this: what is above knows what is below, what is below does not know what is above. While climbing, take note of all the difficulties along your path. During the descent, you will no longer see them, but you will know that they are there if you have observed carefully.

There is an art to finding your way in the lower regions by the memory of what you have seen when you were higher up. When you can no longer see, you can at least still know. .

Opening The Heart

Our Sacred Space

It’s fashionable now day to build your own Sacred space, this be a retreat in your garden, a small Altar, with the symbols, and objects you prefer to include there, located in a corner of your favorite place to meditate, or pray, like many ancient cultures did, and do on the present, I got to confess I grew around that kind of thing, but was little bit of a cynic, an unbeliever, and thought I knew better, today I am just comfortable with having a mat, and a corner where I seat for meditation, and prayer, nothing too elaborated, in fact plainly bare, as facing a wall can be, but I got friends who go through the effort of seeking all kind of beautiful, and special things and create an elaborated Altar piece according to their taste.  

If inclined you can do the same, if  you do not have one yet, according to your particular beliefs, and taste.

But do not forget,  Heaven and Earth are everywhere, but first you need to find them within you, then you will be able to behold them everywhere.

Privare Altar

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  1. What is the most important matter when climbing or hiking on mountains? Coming down safely again, the way up always much easier to go. Cheers.

    • theburningheart says:

      Yes, indeed, but also to bring with you as Daumal says:

      “There is an art to finding your way in the lower regions by the memory of what you have seen when you were higher up. When you can no longer see, you can at least still know.”

      Thank you kindly for your comment, we appreciate it. 🙂

  2. smilecalm says:

    wonderful experiencing those sacred spaces!
    quite sacred this planet we get to live on 🙂

  3. broodjejaap says:

    Yes thank heavens i have such a place : in my mancave (a shed in our garden)

  4. Very just. However, I will say that it is the place that finds us and it is it who makes us go down, up and down.
    Thanks you so much.

  5. Don Ostertag says:

    Once my parachute opened above me and I floated down, I felt I was in a sacred space.

    • theburningheart says:

      Great experience that must be floating, in heaven, watching the World below.

      Thank you Don, for telling us. 🙂

  6. Great ! thanks ! Le Mont Analogue : what an experience !

  7. An inspiring post. Visiting a sacred place for its sanctity and purity has been an ancient practice – a greatly desired undertaking in many a devotee’s life. There are many such places here and is very much revered here.

    • theburningheart says:

      Yes, I know, India its the Mother of Sacred places, visited by millions of people, like the Kumbh Mela as an example.

      Thank you for your comment, always appreciate it. 🙂

  8. I very much agree with you and I especially liked this sentence by Mr. Daumal: “Paradise is a state of Being, not a Geographical place.” Thank you very much for your very appreciated post. Have a quiet and peaceful summer. Very best regards Martina

    • theburningheart says:

      Thank you Martina, Daumal story its great, however the phrase its mine, but I can see the title of the paragraph below may have confused you, it has happen before, in other post with some people reading it.
      Yes “Paradise is a state of Being, not a Geographical place.”
      Thank you Martina for your comment, we appreciate it. 🙂

      • Please excuse my mistake, but it‘s also great that the thought and words are yours👍All the best Martina

      • theburningheart says:

        Do not worry Martina, I should be more careful at placing bold print under a phrase, its not the first time people had told me things like: “You have the wrong name on the picture.”
        When I do not put titles on the picture, you can read it if you pass the mouse arrow over the picture, but a lot of people read it on the phone, and therefore not seeing it.
        The name Rene Daumal its in bold letters under as a title of the next paragraph.
        So easily the reader can be confused.

        Thank you Martina.
        Blessings to you. 🙂

  9. ptero9 says:

    “The door to the invisible must be visible.”
    Thank you for such a timely and inspiring post. It’s been awhile since I’ve spent much time engaging with the WordPress community as work and life have kept me very busy. In revisiting my posts from year’s ago, it almost feels that my future self was writing to now, providing me with bread crumbs to navigate through yet another big life transition. I happened upon your comment on one of my posts about the Green Man. I came here to reread your posts that you had referenced, way back when. Now I see that this recent post of yours is highly relevant to something stirring in me right now. This understanding of how seeming polar opposites can get cut off from each other to the point of seeing them as separate and distinct, can misplace our trust in life, and cut us off from the fullness that living within the totality can provide.

    Anyway, I am grateful for your words of inspiration here!

  10. “Heaven and Earth are everywhere, but first you need to find them within you, then you will be able to behold them everywhere.” Yes…

    I’ve always thought of “sacred space” as something like Søren Kierkegaard’s merely being apart from the crowd. Loosely paraphrasing from memory, he put it to the effect that the crowd lacks awareness and so people who function only as social beings eventually find that they have done things worthy of regret. I think Joseph Cambell’s “find your bliss” was also based in this this same idea of “sacred space” as that which allows for unhurried self-reflection and creativity.

    • theburningheart says:

      Sacred space it’s everywhere, but we can find it within ourselves.
      Our Hearts are the vessel, or the eyes that allow us to discover such place(s)
      At first we see its reflection like in a mirror, and we confuse the image with the locus, the source of the image.

      Thank you for your comment, its always good. 🙂

      • “Makyō” (魔境), the delusion born of reflective experience. I’ve at times wondered if such experience is the source peeking through… or a delusion. What little I know of those rare moments that have entirely changed my perspective have (mostly) come from times of uninterrupted focus.

        I have on occasion, however, felt the pull of places, sometimes surprisingly so — if in a perhaps a Shinto sense. Standing alone at the edge of the sea in darkness, among the towering trees above the Nikkō Tōshō-gū shrine, or peering up at an artwork in the lobby of the Namba Parks Tower in Osaka. Sacred spaces, wherever they are found, elicit some unexpected sense of place in the workings of things.

        This article inspires a long reply, so I shall attempt something worthy of a post during (the non-sleeping) part of my flight home tomorrow. Thank you for your insightful writings, and for your thoughtful comments. 🙂

      • theburningheart says:

        Environment helps, its true, when you purposely seek for an experience of oneness, or whatever mystical insight you may perceive.
        Personally I have found its more important the particular circumstances of your life, specially those who put you against a corner, and you finally choose an attitude of giving up, rather than to fight from an ego base point of view.

        And surprisingly the Universe will conspire to show the solution to the problem in a myriad of ways and places, like once seating at a movie theater, I went in to escape my inner turmoil, I didn’t even choose a movie, but went into the first theater of a multiplex cinema the movie was on the last 20 minutes, and it was a remarkable, how should I say this?

        The kind of movie I will never choose to see, a children type of story, some critics even liked it for what it was, but give it like Roger Ebert three stars, actually didn’t even saw the name of the movie, it took me years to find out the name of it.
        Watching the movie, I had after much suffering a shedding of my old skin, and a new birth.

        I have never seeing the movie again but just now seeing into it, one of the critics one said:

        I’d become a believer. “Just ’cause it’s a tall tale,” the father tells his jaded son at the start of the story, “doesn’t mean it ain’t true.”

        A line I did’t even heard because I come too late into the movie.

        My point is, its all about your readiness at the moment, the circumstances can be as absurd as the Buddhist monk who got hit on the head and left laying on the mud in the street, to wake up enlightened.

        Place can be of importance, or not, the most important thing its your readiness.

        I will look forward to your writing that post, and thank you for your response. 🙂

  11. I very much agree with you, heaven – whatever that is – is not a geographic place but a state of mind. Each and everyone can find it in his or her own.

  12. I love Daumal and his Mount Analogue ! Many thanks, Many thanks, the Burning Heart.

  13. Ética Hoje says:

    Muito bom ter conhecido seu blog
    Um abraço

  14. theburningheart says:

    Thank you, I am glad you enjoyed my blog. 🙂

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