seeking the dreamer

Donc, tu as fait un voyage sacré? – So, you’ve been on a sacred journey? 

A woman who I met on top of a pass at Gourg Blanc suddenly said this, without me having said much at all about my experience but mainly having stated that I am “on the road”, traveling since a while. I hadn’t thought about this trip in such a way or used the word “sacred”.

However, after a moment, I had to think: Yes, she’s right. I am. And interestingly enough, she’s the second person who used that word.


The secret of mountains is that they simply exist, as I do myself. The mountains exist simply, which I do not. The mountains have no “meaning”, they are meaning. The mountains are.

“The Snow Leapard” – Peter Matthiessen