How To Climb A Mountain...or anything else: The True Inner Story

Once upon a time there was a world-class climber who gave classes and lessons to a small
number of students.

For several weeks, they studied the technical and safety aspects of the sport and conducted
several climbs.

As the class came to an end, the instructor informed his students that there were more advanced
classes, but that to get into the class they would have to do one last climb in which their
performance would be evaluated.

On the day set for the climb, the students arrived at the appointed place. They were met by
people who said the instructor was delayed and that they should begin the climb without him.

The route was a long and difficult one, and required all the skills they had learned during the
class.

After several hours of exhausting climbing, each student reached what appeared from below to
be the last face at the end of the climb.

As each one pulled himself up over the top of this face, they saw that the mountain continued
to rise up before them.

The instructor, who was hidden from the students, watched the face of each student carefully as
they realized that the climb was not over.

Many of them sighed with disappointment that they had yet more to do.

However, a few looked up with eagerness and anticipation that there were new heights to reach,
and these were the ones the instructor accepted into the advanced class.

He wanted to climb with people who were attracted to higher and higher peaks in the world -
and in themselves.