The richness in the poverty of India

30 September 2018. In my head, I’m running through the list of the things I need to take with me. The whole week I’ve been restless, trying to finish everything I needed to, but also excited in the same time.

It is finally happening. I’m going to India! I can’t believe that everything worked out somehow and finally the day I’ve been waiting for so long has come.

The group is already there, so I’m travelling alone. I don’t know exactly what I am looking for, whether to find myself, to find peace, but I feel the calling of the soul and I know that I will find my answer.

After a 10 hours flight, with 3 more by car, I reach the place where the group is located. It is still very early in the morning so I’m waiting for everybody to wake up. We are going to Isha where we will spend the next three days. After another 12 hours by car, we finally get there.

I’ve been awake for almost 40 hours when I am finally checking in my room.

The next day I wake up at 5:30 a.m. by the A-U-M incantations of some men. I feel so energized and rested that I am amazed. I don’t know where the sounds are coming from, but I wanna go there. So, I put on some clothes and go outside where I meet some of the girls from our group.

We explore together the surroundings and start the day with a meditation at Dhyanalinga. There is something about this place! I am not an experimented meditator, as I started this journey only a couple of months ago, but I feel very much at peace.

The time spent at Isha cannot be described very much in words, as it was more of an inner journey. Just being there, with no phone, no distractions, was an amazing experience. I didn’t had anything to do, just to give in to the experiences: walking barefoot, eating by hand (no cutlery), observing the nature, the people and the surroundings, meditating, taking part at different ceremonies. Everything made me feel so much at home.

After the 3 days spent at Isha, we return to the base camp (Quiet Healing Center).

From meeting an elephant, to climbing a hematite mountain, attending different ceremonies, visiting ashrams, everything was planned in such a way that we could work on all our 7 bodies and to experience the shift of energy from one place to another.

We also had a taste of the local flavour: restaurants, tuk tuk walks, ocean swims, local stores, etc.. And Auroville! Ah, Auroville! Matrimandir, the focal point in Auroville is the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen. It is a place which you would expect to see in a SF movie, not in India.

Matrimandir is in the form of a huge sphere surrounded by twelve petals. The Geodesic dome is covered by golden discs and reflects sunlight, which gives the structure its characteristic radiance. Inside this central dome is a meditation hall known as the inner chamber – this contains the largest optically-perfect glass globe in the world.

Pictures are not allowed inside, but I will carry the mental picture with me forever.

What struck me the most was that even though the people of India are very poor, they are willing to share with you even the little they have.

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