WELCOME September 24, 2001 Issue

What this Mind imparts is forever

Cyril Rakhmanoff

When you live in a village, high up in the mountains, you know the effect of low clouds clinging to the steep rock faces around you. I have observed this, time again, in the small Alpine village where my grandmother used to live.

On a clear day, you can see miles and miles away away to snowy peaks, way above the valley. But some mornings, you wake up and the mountains have disappeared. The low clouds, like a thick fog, are almost hiding the slate roofs of the houses. It seems, for a while, that the mountains were never there. But eventually, as the weather changes, the sun will start dispersing the clouds. They may hang over the valley for a while, but then the mountaintops emerge, and you can see them as clearly as ever, contrasting against the pale blue sky.

It's a little bit the same with our mental faculties. There are times when we encounter what seems to be a mental fog. It then becomes difficult to think clearly. But whatever the reason for this mental fog be it age, illness, or accident it can lift.

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