Day 16 - Afternoon - 3 July 2007, 2:01 PM
….Life is so full….
It seems to me right now that this is one of the most intense trips that I have ever done. I somehow knew it would be, and that’s why I wanted to do it….
I just left Nicole, a friend from the Sangha (community of like-minded people – see Wikipedia, for example: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sangha ), in her little house perched on the near top of a hill in the middle of other high hills, in the Allgäu, something that could be described as the lower Alps. A very typical Bavarian landscape. With cows running their bells all the time, chaotically, symphonically.
It rains now. But I don’t mind so much. It feels like leaving a (meditation) retreat. Not so much for the "leaving", but more for the sensibility that is often there after a retreat.
What is this life?
Some people do know. And I want to be with them.
I am surrounded by them.
I just sat in a bus stop, to have a rest for eating. Appetite is there but doesn’t really come. So I just sat, eyes closed, in this bus stop, with my sunglasses so as not to bother anyone, meditating with the loud cars and trucks resonating all around me.
Now I need food, my body tells me.
I’m about to arrive to Switzerland. The mountains, the real ones, are there. I remember my first view of them, far in the clouds, when I was still in a plain, following the Iller river. I somehow never thought I would arrive up to here.
And now the real part, the real fun begins - or has already begun. Now I’m really into this trip. My life is just cycling, moving, going further.
People often ask me (in German) if I’m on vacations. No, I’m not on vacations. This is my life, there is nothing outside of it.