The start of my trip was different, different to what I would usually experience while flying. I used to look at airports and they brought hope, a moment of relief and joy that was expressed on peoples faces, creating an aura of positive vibes. All connected to the word holiday. After all, a lot of people work extremely hard to be able to afford a holiday. Simple life freedoms of not being stuck in their routine job and allowing them some physical space to be able to remove themselves from the harsh realities of their worlds. When I talk about harsh realities, it can be as simple as removing the acceptance that the conscious mind is naive and while ignoring and avoiding the messages of the sub-conscious. A lifetime of conditioning.
Well why was it different, am I able to see past my own programming and look at the moment for what it really is? Seeing the world differently to how I use to believe I felt during these times? The best way I could describe it, is that it felt like people are one exchange away from flipping out, having a breakdown. The pressure of self acknowledgement was real and very much at the fore front of the majority of people. Heads down looking at their electronic devices, actively participating in their own avoidance, while others were that scared to be close to people, masks on, making the effort to avoid any interaction, too scared to even look someone in the eyes. The fear of peoples mental health is real and it's only a matter of time before large amounts of the world start hitting rock bottom and having melt downs. Just imagine having to sit next to someone on an 11 hour flight, fearing every second you're next to them. The available mental space to be able to breath (no pun intended) and to relax the mind, body and soul has been completely removed to the constant attack of fear.
When I landed, the first observation I felt was the energy of the traffic, is was chaos, you could smell the fumes in the air. It was also like a bubble that was contained to the area, after years of 'evolving' to keep up with the modern societies of the world. A trend that was only just recent, the city had grown naturally, trying to fit the uses of motor vehicles into a city that existed without them. With any city large or small, if you house a population that does not suit the land karma within the earth will always look to correct and balance it out. Our growth isn't judged my the amount of people we can fit into a small space, but the honour of each individual person and their relationship with the planet. Whereas a materialistic world will only operate on the expansion grown of the population with the constant need for power and control, it doesn't see the benefit of slowing down and being in that space of appreciation.
On the first night of arriving there were also two other volunteers that were working with the Good Karma Foundation, and they were off on a bike ride up to the mountain village of Nagarkot the following day. With an invite I found myself soon walking into the city to pick up a push bike for tomorrow's journey. A city with no real traffic rules, only the very basic, the rest from afar looks like chaos, but in that chaos there was an energy in which I couldn't place. That soon changed, when we were riding back through the city during peek hour of the evening. I instantly placed that energy, the chaotic choice of freedom. You are faced with continuous instant reaction of choice, every second you ride or even when you're stationary the chances of someone running into you or you running into them is real. An over-looker may place this energy into some form of adrenaline rush, a hyperning of the senses. Not for me, my heart was calm, I could see all vehicles, my reactions weren't to irrationally react but calm motion to make the right choice for that moment.
Don't get me wrong, the layout of cars, motorbikes, fuels and small streets are not compatible, and definitely not compatible with the energy of the land. The last 45 minutes of the return trip into the city was miserable. I was wearing a rain jacket, it was hot and humid, all the large vehicles had side exhausts, mixing all those together was a constant struggle. However, every moment has wisdom, and my learning of the planet and societies will only ever evolve with understanding the true experience within that moment.
Was this blog about me saying that late developing cities need to catch up with our version of modern day cities, the answer is, absolutely not. It confirmed the overreach and controlling factor of modern cities are a constant drain on first will, just like the airport, people who drives cars in the modern day rules of the roads in both Australia and New Zealand are one accident, or one conversation away from having a mental breakdown. No available freedom to understand their journey as they are controlled everywhere they go. A small part of why health and safety will be the key element to bringing down western societies, a blog I will share sometime in the future.
Until next time..........