Melody of the Mountains

From Jacke

I am a woman of passion, a warrior of sorts, and there is a song written by the mountain winds that play continuously in my mind. It’s the sound created as it weaves through the pines and carved-out canyons. It’s a melody without words or unidentifiable notes. Majestic are those mountains; their size and mysterious presence arouse a sense of reverence and an ordained fear. You prepare based on your limited experience when seeking the wisdom and tranquility within them.

I believe God to be the greatest trail guide, leading us on an adventure unique to each individual. I know the mountains are my medicine and the altar where I meet God and experience His greatest spiritual lessons.

I’ve themed all my adventures around mountain climbing in various places worldwide. Sometimes the song plays silently, and other times the decibels are immeasurable. In 2014, I was hiking with my family in the Vintgar Gorge in Bled, Slovenia. The volume turned up on the melody, so I pulled away from my family and climbed to a viewpoint. I looked up into the trees and took in the familiar sounds of the mountain and then wrote this message I received from God:

“I’m absorbing all of my surroundings and feeling free to explore parts of my soul that remain dormant much of my highly demanding life. I realize it is a vacation, or am I a vessel docked for refurbishing to be prepared for battle? Alpine breezes whisper messages of the Holy Spirit and scenery that would drop you to your knees in reverence to God above.

I’m humbled beyond my understanding as I am experiencing the purest sense of all that He has as good. I hear, “Jacke, thank you for seeking my Will and loving me enough to accept my discipline. Here, take this trip as my love and be ready for what’s to come. Oh, and Jacke, trust me…this mountain you must climb will have deep crevasses before you see atop that mountain.”

Almost two years later, on January 15th, 2016, the mountains shook, and down came the Landslide! In one moment, all of those feared mountain climbing experiences simulated in your mind happen in the form of a horrible dream, but it’s not! You’re frozen, breathless, disoriented, delusional, and in disbelief. Then little by little, you’re drawn back to that familiar melody, and you become re-acquainted with its healing properties. God, in His infinite glory, provides you with passions that speak to your heart and then uses them, drawing you inward toward the hope that only He can offer.

Written By Jacke Rose

Author of the book, Resurfacing, a twelve-week hope-filled guide designed to share with other grieving moms and the Just Be Journal for grieving moms. Jacke, a grieving mother herself and a self-induced adventure junkie with a passion for life, found refuge in an off-grid treehouse on the island of Hawaii, where she wrote the book. No stranger to personal trials, in January of 2016, she faced an overwhelming obstacle, the death of her 30-year old son, Randy, to suicide, a tragedy that left her, as well as his grieving wife and two young sons, devastated. Through all of this, Jacke continues to face challenges with a tenacious spirit of hope, which she brings to others through her retreats, Facebook Live, Zoom, and speaking engagements. Having blended these life challenges and passions, she has created a life she truly loves, using her talents to encourage others to find balance and purpose amid life's darkest moments. Jacke currently lives in Bend, Oregon, which she refers to as her giant playground for extreme sports and, most importantly, God's gift after losing her son to fulfill her love of the mountains. She named her ranch, The Just Be Ranch welcoming all who visit to Just Be themselves and breathe.

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