From the sacred space of the mountain top one becomes a scout. He can see enemy territory and detect if perceived threats are illusions created by the fog surrounding his own heart or if the dangers is real. He can see clearly over mountain and valley. He knows where the streams run, forest thrives, and glades of potential rest exist. He sees rocky paths, mountain passes, and clear trails. He determines the best routes to supply his needs. He knows his inner terrain as no other. These are the sacred grounds of his soul. He knows the destination and the route he need to take. He need not depend upon an outside scout to lead him. His heart is connected to the earth; to the trees, the ground, the rocks, the streams. The sun guides by day and the moon by night. He and Earth are one, and they walk together. He has complete faith in this process. From where he stands he sees where he is, the way he is to travel, and his destination point. He trusts Spirit to provide his needs along his journey. His body tells him when to walk and when to rest. He obeys the needs of his physical self and those of his spiritual self. They, too, walk in unison.