I'm sitting here, looking at photos of the flood damage from Helene and a thought just popped into my head. I don't know why because it has absolutely nothing to do with floods.
You won't find gold lying on the ground.
And that's true. Even with placer mining, where a miner uses water to separate gold from other particles in water, it's not lying about like your old socks.
In order to find it, you'll have to dig or engage in placer mining, which may require building a sluice. You must have water to operate the sluice. You can mine with a pan in river and stream beds. But originally, all that gold came from a mountain somewhere. Nature shifted it to create a more accessible path.
Gold is valuable. Stories of gold mining and its effects on the formation of nations fill history books. Gold moves mountains. Really. People have fought wars over gold. Every city built around gold mines experienced violence daily. It wasn't because people didn't like each other, but because greed breeds violence. And gold breeds greed.
Other things are valuable, too. Perhaps not as intrinsically valuable as gold, but value is often in the beholder's eye. Some eschew possessions and so gold is worthless to them. They seek value elsewhere.
So what is the point? That was my question. What does that statement mean?
Things of real value are hard to find. Not because they aren't available, but because they require effort to reach. You're going to have to search for the worthwhile things in life, and it won't be 'things'. You can dig in a mountain and you might find gold, but on a cold dark night when your soul aches, it won't do you any good. When you stand by the grave of the love of your life, all that waits outside the cemetery is meaningless. When your child is lying in a hospital, you won't be worried about the job, the house, the bills, or the bank account.
You won't find gold lying on the ground. Hidden treasures are not for the foolish. Real treasures are not finite.