“Did you notice that you always have a slightly negative outlook towards everything?” I say. “Yes. I do. And did you notice that you always paint everything under a happiness layer?” my friend replies. I smile about both of us fools while I go back in time when I enter the secretary office of an ashram with the request to join. “It is fine. You … Continue reading Everything is!
An Aum sign on a tree as a seeming signpost leads us to an ancient cave in thick Himalayan forest on 3,400 meters altitude. We almost have to kneel down to make our way through the tiny cave entrance. It is very dark inside and once our eyes adjust to the darkness we recognize a Baba sitting in the corner. Heavy smog hangs in the … Continue reading Sita Ram Sita Ram
“This place has changed a lot”, the Pandit says. “Nowadays only a few great Saints remain in this region. One of them is Mataji from South India.” I am sitting in a tiny teashop next to the main temple of a small village in the deep Himalayan mountains. It is the only shop that is open at this time. I woke up at 4am and … Continue reading Drunk with God. Drunk with Love.
Narrative about my walk of 3,118 km along the river Narmada in India. In the horizon we see a small figure next to a hut waving at us. “Let’s keep walking.” I say to Sachin and Sajesh. “Please. We literally just stopped for a tea. We do not need to agree on each tea invite we get.” I plead to them. During this Parikrama my entire … Continue reading Narmade Har Bhagavan – Part 3
Single Indian women walk the Narmada Parikrama too; some even barefoot or with their few months old baby. When I was crossing the woman seen in the picture, I could not believe my eyes. I was just about to exit Shoolpani area, when I see her sitting on the road, holding her baby in the arms and hiding from the burning sun in the shadow … Continue reading If you are a woman reading my blog…
Narrative about my walk of 3,118 km along the river Narmada in India. Upon leaving my apartment in the Himalayas and returning the key to the landlord, he asked in puzzlement “Why are you walking? Why spend many months of your life on this?” I had no answer. For the past few years I lived next to Ganga in the Himalayas. Being there, being with Ganga … Continue reading Narmade Har Bhagavan – Part 2
Narrative about my walk of 3,118 km along the river Narmada in India. Countless times during the past 108 days I visualized the day I will walk into Amarkantak, which would mark the final day of my Narmada Parikrama by walk. I visualized the familiar main street of Amarkantak, my favorite teashop on the way and my final steps into the Mandir. I visualized it so … Continue reading Narmade Har Bhagavan – Part 1