The more you see, the more you see through the lies and false images. You learn that we all share in this beautiful existence, that we’re all in this together. You see through an other’s eyes and beliefs. If a complete stranger in Asia can offer you food and a place to sleep out of his heart-felt benevolence, why doesn’t your neighbour ever say hello to you back home? Maybe we’re not as right as we’ve been told we are. When you’re on the move you begin to see that none of us really know what we’re doing, but we’re all trying our best at happiness. What works for one, doesn’t necessarily work for another. But we show respect and with that, we listen and learn. We grow.
When we’re on the move we have to pay attention. The changing environment and situations ask us to focus on the moment at hand. So we find ourselves in the present. And that’s where we should be living, not in the past of the future, but right now. In a way it is easier to do this when you’ve left your comfort zone. That’s another place you don’t really want to find yourself in, comfort makes us lazy and slows our growth. At times it is necessary, at least the bare basics, so you can take a little break and think things over.
Why must we think things over?
There’s the after-effect.
A friend and I were once talking about how will it be to go back home after months away.
He summed it up perfectly – either nothing, or everything will change. And usually, it’s the latter. When you travel, you knock off bits of the micro-culture within you. You do this, time and time again, but later, you must slow down to be able to make sense of who you are at this moment. And who you are not anymore. Sometimes it’s easy to do, but other times the distance between who you were and who you are, is so far apart, it takes time to catch up. That is when patience and introspection is needed. Don’t forget to do this. You must make the time to meet yourself over and over again. Else you lose yourself, while trying to do the exact opposite. You’ll have days where you feel as if you’re losing your mind, you are, and in place, you’ll find your heart.
There will be times, places and people that will leave their own imprints. And you will miss them, there will be days when the grief of absence is so heavy, that all you would like to do is disappear, until it has passed, but where can you disappear to? The emotions are from within, so deal with them, they are telling you something very important, listen closely and understand. Your heart will keep breaking and breaking, and as it does, more and more light will shine through.
Our hearts are the all-powerful songs of Shiva’s drumbeats! And so it plays it’s rhythm, more and more true and in tune with the world as you move. You feel clean inside and you smile! Throw yourself into the abyss and fly, you’ll find that red bull doesn’t give you wings, it’s the heart! The seat of the soul.
For nothing is ever truly lost, sometimes it hurts to understand that certain people are becoming mere memories resting in your heart and mind. It feels wrong and unjust that that is their fate in your life. But so it is. You learn that to dis-attach does not mean you love less.
All of life is such, and you cannot expect to just take and take openly what comes your way, without being prepared to let go. It is the duality of things, two sides to the same coin.
The Earth is round after all, so you’re bound to return, to meet again, to taste that dodgy sandwich at a Laos bus stop once more. Or maybe once was enough. You can never know. We’re not psychic so why try and predict? Why try and control the flow?