There is a story (I don't recall it accurately and I have forgotten where I read it) - an allegory - which likens the path to enlightenment, or evolvement, to a mountain which we must all climb. Many of those who climb it are beset with heavy weights in their bags which they carry on their backs. These weights represent their fragilities, their weaknesses, their moral burdens, and all of these make their ascent to the top difficult and laborious. One fellow, however, has no bag to carry and quickly passes by the others. However, they all finally reach the top and the fellow who was nimble and speedy is the last to arrive and they exclaim "We surely thought you would have reached the top before us as you passed us so swiftly", to which the fellow replied "Well, I am here now and I stopped to help others with their burden".
@JovialPlutonian That's the way to do it!! I think the story itself might be a paraphrasing of Jon Bunyan's 'The Pilgrim's Progress'. I have, though, a 17th century illustration in my document room entitled 'Mons Philosophorum' which is similar. I shall look later!
