autumn walk (conclusion)
In South India at last, I had time to sum up, to weigh my travels in my heart — and not in the balance of time and space. At the hour of my death what would the meaning of these travels be? They were important to me in so far as they had changed me, brought me nearer to my real centre. Slowly they had led me to what matters most. Only the inward journey is real. I found myself. Which is the same as to say that I found the way to become freed from my preposterous ego. Now I know that there is a way to the unchangeable Centre — that Core which is the same in all of us. And because of It, I can try with sincerity to love my neighbour as much as myself. Feeling no longer divided but concentrated, I can march with patience towards that oneness which we all feel, is the ultimate as well as the first word of life.
Deep gratefulness. I come back to you, perfect pond of my youth, deep blue line of the far horizon. You sent me away to the seas, and to beyond the seas in search of your promise. I have done it. I regret nothing. I feel all is granted. I have no more wish. I am free from myself, don’t belong to myself any more. What then is my harvest? Nothing. That necessary oneness is a total Mystery. But I learnt the way to it, [and] I kneel before it.
c) Sri Ramanasramam
from "The Long Road to Bhagavan
Tracing the Pilgrim Life of Ella Maillart" (Part VII: Conclusion)
on my 1st of November walk from Fü to N.
autumn walk (conclusion)
In South India at last, I had time to sum up, to weigh my travels in my heart — and not in the balance of time and space. At the hour of my death what would the meaning of these travels be? They were important to me in so far as they had changed me, brought me nearer to my real centre. Slowly they had led me to what matters most. Only the inward journey is real. I found myself. Which is the same as to say that I found the way to become freed from my preposterous ego. Now I know that there is a way to the unchangeable Centre — that Core which is the same in all of us. And because of It, I can try with sincerity to love my neighbour as much as myself. Feeling no longer divided but concentrated, I can march with patience towards that oneness which we all feel, is the ultimate as well as the first word of life.
Deep gratefulness. I come back to you, perfect pond of my youth, deep blue line of the far horizon. You sent me away to the seas, and to beyond the seas in search of your promise. I have done it. I regret nothing. I feel all is granted. I have no more wish. I am free from myself, don’t belong to myself any more. What then is my harvest? Nothing. That necessary oneness is a total Mystery. But I learnt the way to it, [and] I kneel before it.
c) Sri Ramanasramam
from "The Long Road to Bhagavan
Tracing the Pilgrim Life of Ella Maillart" (Part VII: Conclusion)
on my 1st of November walk from Fü to N.