India seems to be easy for everyone else. Maybe it's the easiest place I've ever been and that's why it's so hard. Looking at my ego in the mirror when I can't do something, when I can't sit still. She told me to be careful of what I'm writing (I've never been careful of what I wrote). I need to send words into the void of the Internet to release. Maybe someone somewhere out there will get what I mean through all the abstractions. I'm learning what I'm not, and what I need to strip in order to see myself more clearly, but how much growth can you expect in five weeks? I think I need five lives. Om Shanti.
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Namaste, Sam - You know, I've always imagined that I can/have/and did "Find mySelf in India" . . . maybe you're on that train too :) So often I think and other try to define themselves by "what they are" when really - as you seem to be doing, and I applaud it! - are finding out what you "aren't" . . . in the End, leaving What You Are :) And as for "growth" and/or anything/everything else - Expect Nothing :) Walk on, Sam . . . Om Shanti. Scott
Your comments are the best. Thank you!
Your comments are the best. Thank you!
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