I see a place that is so beautiful, it shines in pink and white. Those who visit will feel content and wrapped in unconditional love. Languages don’t matter there, because we are understood without words. Answers to our questions are given. Peace and quiet reign, even if it’s stormy outside. No glossy holiday brochure advertises this place. The journey is short, possible at any time, environmentally friendly and free of charge. At each visit, the colors become more intense, the journey more exciting. All of our dreams become true and all life becomes clear. Oh, and don’t forget, this place also offers adventure, fun and meaningful encounters.
Such place doesn’t exist? Yes, it does.
Two weeks ago, I started the so far most exciting journey of my life. Travel destination: my inner self. I attended a seminar at the MAS as a translator, but soon got excited about what Bill Thomson, spiritual Minister from Scotland told and demonstrated to us. Bill saw my soul, and described it to me. He invited me to open a new door, to walk a new road. One that would bring me to the most beautiful destination in the world.
Since then, I practice as often as I can and go deeper and deeper into my inner self. The beauty that I have found so far has been more wonderful than anything I’ve experienced in my life. The tranquil has been more energizing and the peace more intense.
The journey to my self gives me a satisfaction that has topped anything experienced during my travels before. It gives me a sense of trust and strength that I have not yet felt this strongly. It provides me with courage that could move mountains and an all-encompassing love that makes the earth glow.
Why, I wonder , have I travelled sixty odd countries before I began the most meaningful travel of all?
And as soon as the question comes to my mind, it disappears. Because it is so. Because it is good the way it is. Because now the time is right. Because only the journeys to far away places could bring me closer to myself .
And it has only just begun. There is a whole universe to explore. Feelings and experiences are to be made of which excistance I have not known. It’s time to spread my wings further.
My thoughts wander back to one evening in Leh, about fifteen years ago. The words of the huge monk still linger in my memory, suddenly making a lot more sense…