Hanging out in the valley

I have been thinking of this whole mountaintop/valley situation....my bruises from falling off the mountain are healing...slowly...this is when God can get through to me best. I just know it. Because when I am camped in the valley, sprawled out on the grass and gazing upward, He seems to have my FULL attention. Besides, last time I gazed on a mountain (and it was not here in flat Illinois where I can see the grain elevator 7 MILES away! No kidding!) There was absolutely nothing growing at the top. Other than snow, it was barren. But in the valley, lots of flourishing goin on. Green sprouting,springing-up everywhere. I suspect people grow best in the valley too.