Well... there are certain aspects of india which continue to get under my skin unfortunately:(
It's always about money!!!!! Because I'm white I get the skin tax. All I see is everyone running after all the outward symbols of enlighenment, talking the talk, but yet to really feel it. I left Varanasi and have arrived in Rishikesh, in Utter Pradesh. Thinking I would find peace and quiet, not!! I have fought with a cab driver about being charged too much, people are rude to me after I don't accept their offers. All I want is some place quiet to do my practice.
I've hiked up a mountain to a remote village that was suggested to me by a man I met who knows the swami's and guru's of rikhia peeth. I'm awaiting my next meeting with the older Doctor who lives up there, amongst a population of 150 peeps. Its so pristine, quiet and shanti. no noise, just gods country. I have to get out of this ceaseless throng of sensory pollution and practice my sadhana. I love this country and its people but some aspects are tiring. I know I have lots to learn but some things I know I just don't want.
Well I have 5 more days to wait till I find out if I'm accepted into the village or not, now to see what to do to keep my sanity till then.
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