Within days of arriving in India, I found the words to express the mantra for my journey: We are all one
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The following are places I visited with my amazing Sikh guide. He was chatting with me when he suddenly looked me in the eyes and said, “You need to visit the Sikh Temple.”
After this first stop from the Old City in Delhi, we headed towards the Sikh place of Worship. I must say it was/is the highlight of my tour which now numbers day 32 on the road.
The temple feeds somewhere between 10,000 and 35,000 people daily. All cultures, races, religions are welcome to partake from early morning until late evening. There is something powerful and intense about this place
Thanks for following my journey, more to come. I’m in Israel currently, and I’m going to attempt entry into a sacred site. Dressing modestly won’t be a problem, but I must cover the pink hair! Namaste.
She was still capable of love, without expecting anything–changes, gratitude–in return.
And she had loved many times in her life. Whenever this had happened, love’s energy transformed the universe around her. Whenever this energy appears, it always manages to do its work–but things were different with her, she couldn’t stand to love for long.
She yearned for a vase where Love would come and leave its flowers and its fruit. Where the living water would preserve them as though they’d just been plucked, ready to be delivered to whoever had the courage–yes, “courage” was the word–to seize them. But no one like that ever showed up–or, more accurately, people would no sooner show up than they would flee in fear because she was no vase but a storm of lightning, wind, and thunder, a force of nature that could never be tamed or merely channeled to stir windmills, light up cities, sow terror.
I loved this book. It’s totally unexpected, and yet familiar. I picked up my copy–the first paperback I’ve owned in years–at Shakespeares Café in Paris. And read it here, on the beach in Goa, India. How perfect.
Drawing on the rich experience of his own life, best-selling author Paulo Coelho takes us back in time to relive the dreams of a generation that longed for peace and dared to challenge the established social order. In Hippie, he tells the story of Paulo, a young, skinny Brazilian man with a goatee and long, flowing hair, who wants to become a writer and sets off on a journey in search of a deeper meaning for his life.
Paulo’s travels take him from South America to the famous Dam Square in Amsterdam filled with young people wearing vibrant clothes and burning incense, meditating and playing music, while discussing sexual liberation, the expansion of consciousness, and the search for an inner truth.
There he meets Karla, a Dutch woman in her twenties who has been waiting to find the ideal companion to accompany her on the fabled hippie trail to Nepal. She convinces Paulo to join her on a trip aboard the Magic Bus that travels across Europe and Central Asia to Kathmandu. They embark on the journey in the company of fascinating fellow travelers, each of whom has a story to tell, and each of whom will undergo a personal transformation, changing their priorities and values along the way. As they travel together, Paulo and Karla explore their own relationship: a life-defining love story that awakens them on every level and leads to choices and decisions that will set the course for their lives thereafter.
When my younger son was a teenager, he said something to me that has stayed in my mind: We’re here for a good time, not a long time. I think none of us know how many years or days we have to wander this planet, so we should live each day as if it’s our last.
I recently liquidated my life in order to travel. I’ve lived in Mexico for many years and since I started writing professionally, I’ve met people from all over the world. It opened my mind to opportunities to see a world that I’ve only ever read about or observed in film. Nothing prepares you for the real culture of another country, nor the kindness of a countries’ people. You must experience this.
I have a mantra that’s been running through my mind for the last couple of years: We are all one. If the Universe is to survive, it’s not about climate change but about a definite shift in how we see each other and the tolerance we have for each nation and culture around the world.
The birth of the www. gave us an opportunity that no prior generation ever had. It opened the door to the possibility of friendships from all over the world. These friendships forge the way for us to understand that regardless of the color of our skin, the languages we speak, we have a common thread running through our lives: love. We all wake up in the morning, study, grow, form family, have children—or not—worry about our families, careers, putting food on the table, our health and our love. We are all one.
At the end of my life, I know that all that will matter is how much I loved.
I’ve finally accepted that I’m addicted to LOVE. I write about it, I’m either in-or-out of it, and I live my life and make choices around it.
I’m still a work-in-progress. At this stage of life, you’d think I’d have it all figured out, but that’s never going to be the case. I’ve chosen to love in unconventional ways and without the restrictions of conditions.
I’ve recently made a decision to change the course of my life. After living in Mexico for many years, I’ve liquidated my life and hopped on a jet plane. I’m currently in Paris and in two days, I’ll be in Frankfurt, then New Delhi, and will continue going to the Middle East, Asia, Malaysia and Indonesia.
Here’s what runs through my mind:
all my bags are packed and i’m ready to go
i’m standin here outside your door, i hate to wake you up to say goodbye, but the dawn is breakin it’s early morn
the taxi’s waitin, he’s blowin his horn
already i’m so lonesome i could die
so kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you’ll wait for me, hold me like you’ll never let me go
cause i’m leavin on a jet plane, don’t know if i’ll be back again
Yes, with self-knowledge comes self-acceptance. The choices I’ve made give me tremendous highs, and not-so-lovely lows. But this is who I am. And my life has been significantly improved because I learned to love unconditionally.
We look for the bad, the shock value of another mass murder, or political crisis, war, character assassination, anything that captures our emotions. But what about Good News?Why do we not feel the same about the good things that are happening in the world, and the good things that happen daily in our own lives?
I’m a huge believer in spreading positive vibes, giving off good energy, looking for the best in life and in people. This morning’s message from Jay Shetty talks about GRATITUDE. We need to remember to be grateful. Jay shared this quote from an Oscar speech by Mathew McConaughey.
“It’s a scientific fact that gratitude reciprocates.” – Matthew McConaughey
Several years ago I was reading a book by Elizabeth Gilbert and she mentioned a daily habit of gratitude that I decided to add into my life: it begins with a Gratitude Jar.
I took a coffee tin and a black marker and wrote GRATITUDE on it. At any point in my day, I take a small piece of paper and write down something specific in my life that makes me smile. For example, when I decided to streamline my life, and live from my suitcase, I had a gazillion details that required constant lists, check-off, cross out, and add-in of more items. I’ve lived in Mexico since 2002. I have ties to the community, friendships, and two major careers. There were incredible amounts of details to take care of before I took the first plane out of Puerto Vallarta and headed towards Dallas, and continued on to Paris. I had to keep reminding myself that what I was doing was something I’d dreamed about for many, many years. But no matter how positive I was, I still had my insecurities.
It’s so easy to complain. It’s also inevitable that details will get missed. The only difference, on this particular journey, there was no room for error.
I was leaving North America–possibly for good–and journeying to places I’d never imagined visiting. My intention was to begin the next stage of my life in foreign locations. I could panic when things went wrong–and they did–or I could merely add another project to my list and take it all in stride.
Up until the last day before I left, I kept adding notes to my Gratitude Jar. I insisted on reminding myself that no matter how daunting I found this new direction in my life, I would be grateful to my heart and my mind for opening up the world to me and allowing this opportunity to emerge.
So every day I start the day with an attitude of gratitude. Every time something negative happens, I find a positive in my life and my world. Something that makes me smile and remember how very lucky I am!
Have a beautiful weekend, and my lovely grandson and I say Bonjour from Paris!
“This wild heart can never be broken.
Because I’m never alone.”
Don’t you see? Wild hearts can never be broken. Because they’re free. They love with their souls, not just an organ than beats within their chests. Wild hearts can never be tamed. Because the fires refuse to be stifled. Their purpose burns through their eyes. But most importantly, wild hearts can never feel lonely. Because they are never alone.
I received this in my email tonight from Jay Shetty. It truly made me think. I responded to his thought with those of my own. I may be a different generation, but unfortunately I can relate to this message in ways that make me … well, let’s simply say I can relate. Can you?
What you do have control over is how you re-act to whatever happens in your life.
What we all become is exactly what we believe we can.
My confidence comes from knowing there is something greater than myself that I am a part of and also is a part of me.
How I think one masters one’s life is understanding that you are co-creating that life with the ultimate Creator. You cannot survive in this world just believing in yourself. You are not big enough to do it.
The fact that you are here, matters.
This is no accident. None of us are…
Every single thing that has happened in your life is preparing you for the moment that is to come.
We are all searching for something. And maybe this message is it.
I want to give you something of who I am and how I see the world. I hope this video will make you smile.
I’m counting down the days to my voyage of discovery. I visualized this journey for years. And now that I’ve made the decision to travel for a few months, I admit it, I’m nervous yet so very, very excited.
Still, let me not forget that no matter where I go and what I do,I take myself with me. “I am the one I’ve been looking for, and I am already enough.”
I’ve spent an hour listening to this video over and over again. This is my gift to you. I hope you love the message and that it’s exactly what you need to hear today.