Recently I saw a tv program about a place called Nagri in Western Tibet where four rivers have their origin. It is a region which remained unknown to the western world until the 18th century. There the mountain Kailash rises. In 1907 it was discovered and believed that this region was the source of four rivers the Indus, the Sultej, the Brahmaputra and the Karnali. The mountain is said to be located on the mystic axis of the earth and on it live the different gods of different religious traditions.
The legend goes that only the ones with spiritual wisdom could see the waters; for others it remained hidden.
This reminds me of our own sight, our vision of what we believe of ourselves .
When does one develop enough spiritual wisdom to see water? Let alone to see the ‘river’?
Where to start? Where to go? How to look? What does it take?
For me it starts at the moment one dares to let go of believes.
The moment one dares to open up for the unproved and unseen.
The moment too when one dares to let go of fear. Fear to stay in tune with the culture one grew up in and to let go of hearsay.
It starts the moment when one dares to question impressions and theories of others. The moment one is willing to discover one’s own truth.
It needs the moment when one decides to look at reality like a child does.
It is the moment when one looks anew and with wonder .
It needs the willingness to look out and within.
It is the moment one decides to follow a new road. A road where the end is unknown as written in one of my favorite songs
“The road ahead is empty”
It's pavedWith miles of the unknown
Whatever seems to be your destination
Take life the way it comes
Take life the way it is
Horizon in the distance
So close and yet so far away
You shouldn't be surprised
When on arrival
The dream has flown away
Or fears not have to stay
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