I imagine my ancestors Circa 1860, walking or hitching a ride from a bullock or donkey cart,slowly heading to the Port of Calcutta, India.
Leaving family and friends and a familiar way of being.
What gave them the strength to get on a boat to seek a new life
If they knew of the perilous four months journey on the high seas, would they have ventured?
Or could the reason have been just an Adventure of the Unknown?
Or was courage born from a deep desire for change.
A thought passes thru the mind
No attention is given
It was as if gently being kissed on the cheek by the wind
The thought passes through the mind once again
becoming an acquaintance
Bringing a smile to one's face
The thought continues to envelop the mine
until it feels like you are greeting an old friend
Then it starts dancing in your head
Until it becomes an idea
Weighing the pros and cons...
Until one or the other feels right
and so escalates into an Intention
This intention awakens into something
that is no longer dormant
Transforming: Like a cocoon into a butterfly
To land where it may...
From the book: The Silent Teachers