He
travelled from tiny village to tiny village, sometimes by foot, sometimes
by train, learning new customs, seeing the timeless sights
and growing to love the Indian people who radiated warmth, kindness
and a refreshing perspective on the true meaning of life.
Even those who had very little opened their homes � and their
hearts � to this weary visitor from the West. As the days melted
into weeks within this enchanting environment, Julian slowly
began to feel alive and whole again, perhaps for the first time since
he was a child. His natural curiosity and creative spark steadily
returned, along with his enthusiasm and his energy for living. He
started to feel more joyful and peaceful. And he began to laugh
again.
Although he embraced every moment of his time in this exotic
land, Julian told me that his journey to India was more than a
simple vacation to ease an overworked mind. He described his
time in this far-away land as a "personal odyssey of the self". He
confided that he was determined to find out who he really was and
what his life was all about before it was too late. To do this, his first
priority was to connect to that culture's vast pool of ancient
wisdom on living a more rewarding, fulfilling and enlightened life.
"I don't mean to sound too off-the-wall, John, but it was like I
had received a command from within, an inner instruction telling
me that I was to begin a spiritual voyage to rekindle the spark that
I had lost," said Julian. "It was a tremendously liberating time for
me."
The more he explored, the more he heard of Indian monks
who had lived beyond the age of a hundred, monks who despite
their advanced years maintained youthful, energetic and vital
lives. The more he travelled, the more he learned of ageless yogis
who had mastered the art of mind-control and spiritual awakening.
And the more he saw, the more he longed to understand the
dynamics behind these miracles of human nature, hoping to apply
their philosophies to his own life.
During the early stages of his journey, Julian sought out
many well-known and highly respected teachers. He told me that
each one of them welcomed him with open arms and open hearts,
sharing whatever gems of knowledge they had absorbed over
lifetimes spent in quiet contemplation on the loftier issues
surrounding their existence. Julian also attempted to describe
the beauty of the ancient temples which were strewn across the
mystical landscape of India, edifices which stood as loyal gatekeepers
to the wisdom of the ages. He said he was moved by the
sacredness of these surroundings.
"It was a very magical time of my life, John. Here I was, a tired
old litigator who had sold everything from my racehorse to my
Rolex, and had packed all that remained into a large rucksack that
would be my constant companion as I ventured into the timeless
traditions of the East."
"Was it hard to leave?" I wondered aloud, unable to contain my
curiosity.
"Actually, it was the easiest thing I have ever done. The decision
to give up my practice and all my worldly possessions felt natural.
Albert Camus once said that 'Real generosity toward the future
consists in giving all to what is present.' Well, that's exactly what I
did. I knew I had to change�so I decided to listen to my heart and
do it in a very dramatic way. My life became so much simpler and
meaningful when I left the baggage of my past behind. The
moment I stopped spending so much time chasing the big pleasures
of life, I began to enjoy the little ones, like watching the stars dancing
in a moonlit sky or soaking in the the sunbeams of a glorious
summer morning. And India is such an intellectually stimulating
place that I rarely thought of all I had left."
Those initial meetings with the learned and the scholarly of
that exotic culture, though intriguing, did not yield the knowledge
for which Julian hungered. The wisdom that he desired and the
practical techniques that he hoped would change the quality of his
life continued to elude him in those early days of his odyssey. It
was not until Julian had been in India for about seven months that
he had his first real break.
It was while he was in Kashmir, an ancient and mystical state
that sits sleepily at the foot of the Himalayas, that he had the good
fortune to meet a gentleman named Yogi Krishnan. This slight
man with a clean-shaven head had also been a lawyer in his "previous
incarnation," as he often joked with a toothy grin. Fed up with
with the hectic pace that personifies modern New Delhi, he too
gave up his material possessions and retreated to a world of
greater simplicity. Becoming a caretaker of the village temple,
Krishnan said he had come to know himself and his purpose in the
larger scheme of life.
"I was tired of living my life like one long air raid drill. I
realized that my mission is to serve others and somehow to
contribute to making this world a better place. Now I live to
give," he told Julian. "I spend
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