I spent millions of years in the world of inorganic things as a star, as a rock... Then I died and became a plant-- Forgetting my former existence because of its otherness Then I died and became an animal-- Forgetting my life as a plant except for inclinations in the season of spring and sweet herbs-- like the inclination of babes toward their mother's breast Then I died and became a human My intelligence ripened, awakening from greed and self-seeking to become wise and knowing I behold a hundred thousand intelligences most marvelous and remember my former states and inclinations And when I die again I will soar past the angels to places I cannot imagine Now, what have I ever lost by dying? -Rumi, What Have I Ever Lost By Dying?
In June 2013 I arrived in McLeod Ganji in North west India where I spent three months trekking the Spiti Valley, Parvati Valley and Minali where I learnt the greatest lesson, that anything is possible. Trust your driver and don't get attached to the donkies. Mantra and trust that everything is as it should be.
