Listen to the voiceless voice – Day 2
I kissed little Reva good bye in her sleep. ‘Look for me in your heart when you miss me’, I told her yesterday and through our hearts we meet each other as if our souls long knew the path we are both taking. As I was walking out of the door, Meghna gives me a little statue of Buddha, with a prayer in lips and silence in our hearts we depart.
The full moon was still shining in the sky, and shiva chantings echoed from a distant temple. I managed to start the walk at 5.30am. Gandhi ashram gates were closed, but I could see the prayer ground lit by a small light, I remembered Gandhi ji and his experiments of truth, as we seek our own truth we collectively move towards sharing our experiments with love. Offered a small prayer and then passed by Safai Vidylaya, stopping for a moment, reminiscing all the moments spent there learning about inner and outer cleanliness. And then started walking again.
I felt moved not to carry any money in this journey, trusting that I will be provided what I need, to feel the flow , my own vunlnerabilities and our interconnectedness.
On the way saw many small things, a little child sleeping so peacefully in the side of the busy road, elder women who were also jain pilgrims getting ready for their own walk, and an ambulance carrying a old man on ventilator, reminded me the four people buddha saw.
The sun was getting warmer now, although it was just 9am, walking on the highway, I felt immensely grateful for every little tree for it gave a momentarily relief in its shadow. I reflected how beautiful it could be if we could be like that little tree giving its shade to every person who cross in our lives. About noon I reached the Samdarshan Ashram, the name which means to see yourself in the other without any separation.
Then I asked her about one person which makes her heart in peace and I would like to do a pilgrimage from her place to the other. She directed me towards Swami Brahmatmanand ji in Vadodara, whatever little I have learned, it comes from there she shared. She then offered some food and money as Prasad, which I received with love and after little rest, on a bus now towards Vadodara.
Next stop – Swami Brahmatmanand ji, Vadodara. Approx 130 Km