And Suddenly...
Its interesting how your life can be so full of coincidences... and so full of bliss when you start putting all those coincidences into the bigger scheme of things.
I travelled to India at some point in the end of 2008 in search for some peace and quietness, after a long, hectic year of travelling. It turned out that I would be there right after the Mumbai bombings so there goes all the hope for quietness and peace that I was looking for (or at least thats what I thought at the time).
However, I found something even more precious... And it all started with bookstores, with cheap books! And one book that grabbed my attention. The one that I had been wanting to read in a while but never happen before.
And, suddenly, there I was (am) reading 2 or 3 books at the same time, saviouring each one as a gourmet meal, worried about the moment I will reach the last chapter, as it means I am almost over.
And suddenly, through these books, in the middle of mystic India, I started forgetting about all the smell and noises and focusing on the silence (or should I say music) that comes out of every single moment and individual. I started laughing, just as I used to. And I didnt even realised I was laughing with less intensity as before until I started laughing again in the same way I used too.
I know this probably makes no sense to most of you (and by now you will be putting me in that folder of your brain that says "weird people". Oh, wait... I was there already,so no worries then)... but suddenly this conversation opened paths to people around me who I never knew were exploring similar ways. And coincidences kept happening, now in a sequenced rhythm that continues to surprise me.. more books, more conversations, that lead to such much more...
And suddenly, I am different, but still the same. Its just that I allow myself to be me. With even more intensity than before.
I know I am still at the beginning of the path, confused in the middle of so much awe and awareness, but at the same time I dont feel lost. In fact, just the opposite.
I travelled to India at some point in the end of 2008 in search for some peace and quietness, after a long, hectic year of travelling. It turned out that I would be there right after the Mumbai bombings so there goes all the hope for quietness and peace that I was looking for (or at least thats what I thought at the time).
However, I found something even more precious... And it all started with bookstores, with cheap books! And one book that grabbed my attention. The one that I had been wanting to read in a while but never happen before.
And, suddenly, there I was (am) reading 2 or 3 books at the same time, saviouring each one as a gourmet meal, worried about the moment I will reach the last chapter, as it means I am almost over.
And suddenly, through these books, in the middle of mystic India, I started forgetting about all the smell and noises and focusing on the silence (or should I say music) that comes out of every single moment and individual. I started laughing, just as I used to. And I didnt even realised I was laughing with less intensity as before until I started laughing again in the same way I used too.
I know this probably makes no sense to most of you (and by now you will be putting me in that folder of your brain that says "weird people". Oh, wait... I was there already,so no worries then)... but suddenly this conversation opened paths to people around me who I never knew were exploring similar ways. And coincidences kept happening, now in a sequenced rhythm that continues to surprise me.. more books, more conversations, that lead to such much more...
And suddenly, I am different, but still the same. Its just that I allow myself to be me. With even more intensity than before.
I know I am still at the beginning of the path, confused in the middle of so much awe and awareness, but at the same time I dont feel lost. In fact, just the opposite.
posted by Ana Elisa at
4:38 PM
2 Comments:
which books? :)
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Tiago, At
2/01/2009 5:08 PM
Well... the answer to that question almost deserves a post.:)
It all started with "The Celestine Prophecy".. I had been hearing about it since AIESEC times, and always wanted to read it, but the time wasnt right then and life never lead me to it ;)At the same time I also started reading "Eat, Love, Pray", which talks a lot about individual spiritual search and meditation (although I have to warn you that it is quite a "girlish book". Oh and it also tales a lot about food, which is one of the many reasons why a good friend lend it to me).
Anyway, as a result of chemistry amongst all these different elements.. the books, the trip to India, the timings, conversations around me, things started to make a different sense.
Its funny.. I have thought about it a couple of times since.. How, the Celestine Prophecy came at the perfect time in my life, a moment in which I would be able to understand it... A couple of years earlier and I would have probably stop reading it after a couple of pages.
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Ana Elisa, At
2/03/2009 11:19 AM
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