“My life is my message to the World.”
~ Gandhi
Journal: TGV France
Travel shakes things up.
It pulls the rug out from under my securely placed feet. It yanks me out of myself, away from my neatly created, ordered life.
It throws me way off balance and forces me to go beyond everyday
existence to something deep deep within, below my structured and organized
personality, deep into a foundation I never knew was there.
When problems arise, when I miss my
train, or the WiFi isn’t working so I feel totally isolated, and everything
and everyone around me is strange, I either freak (and things get worse) or I take a breath … and know that ... things always work out.
I settle down and I come to that spot ... that place of
just being, deep deep within ... and I am forced to rely on it ... and it alone. And .. “it” is total trust in the
Universe. It is peace and balance
and foundation. Because,
basically, the other option (freaking out) is no option at all. I am part of it, and it is part of me.
There are hundreds of names for this place in a hundred
languages (no matter what word or language or
semantics we wish to use) ... it is the One and Only .
~
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