Outside:

A Travel Log


Preface

Summer's End 2019

An earlier me created this page some years ago. He felt a desire to create a log of a particular journey. A future me very quickly became more interested in wandering than writing. This me, who is writing now, is inspired by a recent series of spiritual nudges, to begin again this page. Three powerful moments in five days.

First, I meet a person doing a mundane task, but standing with a dignity of deep meditation. In a moment I feel the forgotten mediator in me rotate to the front of consciousness. It brings with it the clarity of mind that first caused awareness of this little pilgrimage of mine. Like a lightning bolt, I remembered that I had started a journey of self-awareness, but never finished it. It is as if I am traveling to a distant land, but find myself comfortable in a town along the way. Years can pass in such a comfortable place, and soon there is forgetfulness of any distant goal. But one day I meet another traveler towards a distance place, and I am reminded—I have somewhere I'm heading.

Second, I'm swimming. Making friends. Drinking. There is an old lady. She has seen a pilgrimage or two in her time, though I suspect that she has found a town and settled. She is intuitive—sees a little more into people than usual. She spoke words of true kindness which touched what needed to be touched. It was a gentle reminder—I have things to see.

Third, I'm far from home. There is an invocation of three. A young lady ask me a question with ferocious thirst. Vajra—there are things I must know.

I can not say why these events brought me to post here, now. But they did.

Perhaps this time, with this me; I will document my journey. It may be my only hope to find my destination. Or at the least, a way of leaving a map to those who follow.

I've left the earlier pages—both of them—more or less as they were. My reasoning is not "it is not for me to cancel out the work of my prior selves". That is uniquely mine to do. Rather, I prefer to leave my prior work as it was, out of a respect for those who came before, and in the hope that I later will treat this self with the same consideration.