"The soul who meditates on the Self is content to serve the Self and rests satisfied within the Self; there remains nothing more for him to accomplish." -Bhagavad Gita
As the airplane was flying over Switzerland on my return home, tears streamed down my face, images of the past thirty days flooded my thought. So much had happened. I was filled with emotion, with gratitude. How could I possibly find words to describe what I had experienced while in South India? The purpose of my trip was in fact to have no purpose at all. To fill my days with nothing but meditation, creating space in my thought by having nothing in particular to do, to simply be, to surround myself with deeply spiritual people and places that were saturated with a high vibration. I did just that and what I discovered was a calm peace, intense beauty and a deep rooted contentment.
Here is a snap-shot of my journey:
"I am the chanting in the temples, the goats in the dust, the sweat dripping in the midday heat, I am the mama chopping peppers on the porch, the child asleep in the arms, I am the snake in the courtyard, the monkey in the banyan tree, the newborn calf in the straw, the cloudless blue sky, I am the palm trees swaying, the scorching heat, the fresh cracked coconut, the peacock dancing on the roof, the driver honking, I am the warm milk, the young man rolling chapatis, the toothless jack fruit vendor, I am the art work on the sidewalk, the rose on the stone, the fragrant incense burning, I am India, I am All."