Posted by: Dr Churchill | October 21, 2012

Alone traveling…

Traveling alone is a path to wisdom.

It’s seeing things fresh without the counsel of anyone.
Nary the counsel of yourself.
It makes you vulnerable to the people and open to the certainty of the reality and immortality of things, and the excellence of things.
Yet there is also something in the flow of Life that begets wisdom. Maybe the sight of things different that provokes it out of the soul. And it cures all facets of difference…
We are all leaves of the same tree  —  comes to mind again and again

Traveling wisdom can be harnessed when alone, walking about, meditatively or reverently engaging strangers and worshiping their Gods seeking their temples and teasing out the soul.

Walking amidst millions as the loneliest man on earth — and  wishing for even more solitude…

Now I re-examine philosophies and religions, that may look good in lecture rooms and debate halls, and in the houses of Parliament – yet not prove at all under the spacious clouds and along the colourful landscapes, the smiling faces and the flowing roads.
Yes this is for me.

Alone is far different than lonely…

Traveling solo makes for good times and bad times yet it all is easier to bear when you know your journey’s end, you meditate upon it’s meaning and engage life as it comes.

You get to engage people as never before

You move around far more ably — than if you had a traveling companion or a colleague alongside

You feel more.

Good and Bad is magnified and enjoyed.

You become one with the people and the land…

Khalil Gibran put it best when he said: “Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; Yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth”

Well said…

Ibn Battuta also chose to always travel alone:  “A Gift to Those Who Contemplate the Wonders of Cities and the Marvels of Travelling”

and look how far he got.





but the Art of traveling

gathering wisdom.

And for companion the words of Whitman:

“To gather the minds of men out of their brains as you encounter them, to gather the love out of their hearts, To take your lovers on the road with you, for all that you leave them behind you,

To know the universe itself as a road, as many roads, as roads for traveling souls.

All parts away for the progress of souls, All religion, all solid things, arts, governments—all that was or is apparent upon this globe or any globe, falls into niches and corners before the procession of souls along the grand roads of the universe.

Of the progress of the souls of men and women along the grand roads of the universe, all other progress is the needed emblem and sustenance.

Forever alive, forever forward, Stately, solemn, sad, withdrawn, baffled, mad, turbulent, feeble, dissatisfied,

Desperate, proud, fond, sick, accepted by men, rejected by men,
They go! they go! I know that they go, but I know not where they go,
But I know that they go toward the best—toward something great.

Whoever you are, come forth! or man or woman come forth!

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