{"id":2189,"date":"2011-12-22T15:29:45","date_gmt":"2011-12-22T13:29:45","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.auderset.com\/\/?p=2189"},"modified":"2014-09-12T15:20:11","modified_gmt":"2014-09-12T13:20:11","slug":"la-montagne-cachee","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.auderset.com\/en\/la-montagne-cachee\/","title":{"rendered":"The hidden mountain"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong><em>1st day (an encounter with&#8230;)<br \/>\n<\/em><\/strong><\/p>\n<p><strong>Saahsal on the mountain <\/strong><em>(a rock band)<\/em><\/p>\n<style type=\"text\/css\"><!--\nP { margin-bottom: 0.21cm; direction: ltr; color: rgb(0, 0, 10); line-height: 115%; widows: 2; orphans: 2; }P.western { font-family: \"Calibri\",serif; font-size: 11pt; }P.cjk { font-family: \"Arial Unicode MS\"; font-size: 11pt; }P.ctl { font-family: \"Calibri\"; font-size: 11pt; }A:link { color: rgb(0, 0, 255); }\n--><\/style>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">Night had already begun to fall upon the towering mountain ranges of Switzerland, transforming them into an immensely imposing and somber mass. The brightly-lit villages nestling on the mountainsides and the town at their feet shone like fiery red lava flows.<\/span><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">The journey seemed to go on for ever, with our old bus (which I fear is not long for this world) hauling behind it a trailer filled with anti-blues bombs (some people also call it music and sound equipment). Our tortuous ascent takes us up narrow roads and hairpin bends. I drink in the deliciously unreal beauty of the countryside. It feels like I\u2019m in a fantasy film. This evening we have a death-defying mission in a bar:\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">turn up those decibels\u200a!<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><em>2nd day (living with&#8230;)<br \/>\n<\/em><strong>The invisible world<\/strong><\/p>\n<style type=\"text\/css\"><!--\nP { margin-bottom: 0.21cm; direction: ltr; color: rgb(0, 0, 10); line-height: 115%; widows: 2; orphans: 2; }P.western { font-family: \"Calibri\",serif; font-size: 11pt; }P.cjk { font-family: \"Arial Unicode MS\"; font-size: 11pt; }P.ctl { font-family: \"Calibri\"; font-size: 11pt; }A:link { color: rgb(0, 0, 255); }\n--><\/style>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif;\">The next day, I was walking by myself in this fascinating upland forest in search of some peace and quiet and the chance to talk to God. <\/span><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif;\">All around me is foggy, just like my brain after last night\u2019s concert<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<style type=\"text\/css\"><!--\nP { margin-bottom: 0.21cm; direction: ltr; color: rgb(0, 0, 10); line-height: 115%; widows: 2; orphans: 2; }P.western { font-family: \"Calibri\",serif; font-size: 11pt; }P.cjk { font-family: \"Arial Unicode MS\"; font-size: 11pt; }P.ctl { font-family: \"Calibri\"; font-size: 11pt; }A:link { color: rgb(0, 0, 255); }\n--><\/style>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">Supposedly, behind this thick veil of fog looms the majestic Alps, masters of all they survey, their streams bringing life-giving water that sustains EVERYTHING that lives&#8230;\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">But today, I can\u2019t see a THING\u200a!<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">Behind our thick veil of disbelief down here,\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">You are also present&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">Oh! Lord, I can\u2019t wait to see you as you really are&#8230;.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong>The forest-dweller<\/strong><\/p>\n<style type=\"text\/css\"><!--\nP { margin-bottom: 0.21cm; direction: ltr; color: rgb(0, 0, 10); line-height: 115%; widows: 2; orphans: 2; }P.western { font-family: \"Calibri\",serif; font-size: 11pt; }P.cjk { font-family: \"Arial Unicode MS\"; font-size: 11pt; }P.ctl { font-family: \"Calibri\"; font-size: 11pt; }A:link { color: rgb(0, 0, 255); }\n--><\/style>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">I have the sensation that I\u2019m being watched&#8230; (I get the same feeling when I\u2019m on stage) Oh! Just in front of me, stock-still and squatting upon two legs, a squirrel is looking at me, weighing me up. I know the slightest sudden movement will break the spell.<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">Sometimes we liken the Creator\u2019s intelligence to that of an incredibly powerful computer (not running on Windows, OK!!!). This image is doubly misleading because God is so much more powerful than that, and, above all, a computer operates according to an unbending, cold set of rules&#8230; whereas God is sensitive, just like this squi&#8230; Oops\u2009! Where did he go\u200a?!<\/span><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><br \/>\n<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 <span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif;\">The onset of night is already dissipating the last glimmers of daylight, the spotlights on the stage at the fashionable club where we\u2019re about to play take over. The squirrel seems to have followed me \u2013 how strange&#8230;<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p><em>3rd day (face to face with&#8230;)<br \/>\n<\/em><strong>Time for the long journey home<\/strong><\/p>\n<style type=\"text\/css\"><!--\nP { margin-bottom: 0.21cm; direction: ltr; color: rgb(0, 0, 10); line-height: 115%; widows: 2; orphans: 2; }P.western { font-family: \"Calibri\",serif; font-size: 11pt; }P.cjk { font-family: \"Arial Unicode MS\"; font-size: 11pt; }P.ctl { font-family: \"Calibri\"; font-size: 11pt; }A:link { color: rgb(0, 0, 255); }\n--><\/style>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\">\u00a0 \u00a0 <span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif;\">The next day, we load up our rickety means of transport (including our mementoes). We set off, waving our last goodbyes to all those who made us so welcome&#8230;and at this exact moment, the mountain decides to show itself to us in all its splendor&#8230;<\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">Gasps of admiration break out\u200a! This WONDROUS BEAUTY was there, so close by, but up to then, we hadn\u2019t seen it\u200a!!! The last wisps of clouds disappear from the summits, their smoky, vaporous quality almost making you think the mountain was boiling hot.<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">I arrived back home. I know that my Creator is already here, like a gigantic, invisible mountain&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif;\">Maybe, without any forewarning&#8230;<\/span><span style=\"color: #d82125;\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/span><\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-US\"><span style=\"font-size: x-small;\">\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\n<p lang=\"en-GB\"><span style=\"font-family: Cambria,serif; font-size: x-small;\">I will see Him.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Alain<\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>1st day (an encounter with&#8230;) Saahsal on the mountain (a rock band) Night had already begun to fall upon the towering mountain ranges of Switzerland, transforming them into an immensely imposing and somber mass. 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