Love is awareness,
The I don’t-care-ness,
That blesses those who awaken,
To the voice inside the whole,
Perhaps, the seat of the soul,
If such a thing exists?
Observe and see what persists,
The truth that sometimes resists,
Only waiting to be uncovered.
I’ve have just travelled in a plane from Sydney for 14 hours and right now am on a 3 hour stop-over in Abu Dhabi. So much has happened in the last 24-48 hours; finishing up my last shift at the emergency department to go on a much awaited 2 week break, graduating from a 9 year journey in research, followed by embarking half way across the world to be reunited with the woman I love. I have only been in Abu Dhabi for 1 hour but have noticed myself slowly slipping back into the mode of the “traveller mindset”. It is in this space that I have recieved much inspiration throughout my life.
The most incredible things have happened to me whilst travelling. I used to think that actual “physical travel” was necessary to get to this state, that is, until I discovered surfing and meditation. I have realised that travel is as much a state of mind as a state of being and cirucmstance. For example, the fact that I am now “travelling”, is more than a “situation” that has arisen by working in a job, booking leave, and then jumping on a plane to travel to a specific overseas destination. What I’m experiencing, and viewing through my mind, even before arriving at my chosen destination in Sweden, is far more than the situation of arriving at the destination. The process, that I have grown to know and love has already started.
Here in the airport transit lounge itself I have noted myself experiencing a state of total immersion in the essence of travel. I feel the sensation of arid heat upon my face as I look through the terminal glass out a the airbus’s and parked boeing aircrafts, standing on sunbaked tarmac, surrounded by a haze of dessert dust. I can hear the CNN, american accented, newscaster talking about reports of terrorist attacks from TV screen above and behind me, whilst sipping a latte that tastes quite different to what I am used to; perhaps it’s the different coffee bean, or the dairy product that is not quite the same? All these thoughts and sensations are in constant play, keeping me entertained and alive.
In amongst all this I have again embraced the interesting social dynamic of travel, where I can easily engage with other random travellers about a number of things ranging from travelling tips, to the reflections about deeper aspects of life. Since jumping on the plane at Kingsford Smith International airport in Sydney last night, I have already met a gentleman in his 50’s on his way to Athens, who shared the wisdom of his life experience including the assertion that if one believes and focusses on anything it can be achieved, and the refelction that by far the the most important thing in this life is family. Then there was the lady traveller from returning from India to Brussels with a colourful clothes reflecting that cultures of subcontinent, and the young Russian lady who sat next to me whilst having coffee, reading “eat, pray, love”, just about to embark on a travel adventure that included Thailand and other neaby South East Asian countries.
All these experiences perhaps occurred because my consciousness was not dulled by a circulating and never ending list of “tasks at hand”, something that seems to characterise modern urban living.
Travel encapsulates the everything that is occuring, the body sensations, the sights, the sounds, the human interactions, all being noticed indiscriminately, with curiosity and sometimes with bewilderment and awe. To me it is this observational mindset, which I call the “travellers mindset”, that is at the heart of travel.