Journey begins - letting go of self images from the shadow to the light
- Vimal freesoul
- May 25
- 3 min read
After a lot of confusion, doubt, and inner debating, I began this journey on my bike, carrying a tent, a sleeping bag, a few clothes, my ukulele, and just over 2000 rupees. When I checked my bank account this morning, it showed exactly 2222— a welcome surprise. That number has appeared many times on my journey, which feels like a sign of twin flame support. Last night, my attention was drawn to the back cover of a book— a girl reaching out to a boy on a shared adventure. This, too, felt like a reflection of the twin flame connection. I knew she would support me. I dont know how yet.
There were many intentions for this journey. But a few minutes after I hit the road, most of those intentions gave way to a surrendered openness. Carrying intentions felt like too heavy a burden. This surrendered openness had a lightness, a grace, a trust, and an acceptance to it. I let the flow decide where I would sleep, what I would eat, and how resources would come. The journey became relaxed and beautiful when there was no particular destination to reach.
It’s challenging for the active mind to hold possibilities without rushing into action. The mind either wants to jump into a conclusion or reject the possibility completly. But therein lies the opportunity and growth. I know flow is manifested from open possibilities.
I asked myself: Why am I taking this journey? Is it a desire to see places or have new experiences? The truth is— it’s to experience being in the flow. And also to see how I deal with adversities. Would I be hard on myself, or would I hold myself with compassion? What shadows are lurking in the darkness, wanting to be welcomed into the light? What self-images have I been carrying all my life, quietly dictating my life? Will they get a chance to see the light? Will I be courageous enough to face them?
The flow took me to Dharamshala, McLeodganj. I visited the Dalai Lama temple, which was crowded with tourists. I couldn’t even find a spot to sit quietly. My peace and lightness quickly gave way to confusion and frustration, as the mind took over the show. I saw many Rajasthani buskers playing popular tunes on the street. I felt saddened that they were being paid little or no attention by the privileged tourists shopping around. Maybe they reflected a part of me?
For a while, I considered opening my ukulele case and busking there myself, but I didn’t have the energy or courage yet. Maybe some other time. I didn’t feel like staying there either— I’d seen too much of the place already.
By evening, I parked my bike in a village not far from Dharamshala, near a river, and pitched my tent. It was such a blessing to have a refreshing natural pond nearby. The heaviness lifted again as I swam in the pond, and I saw a beautiful white feather drifting in the air towards me. There was a cemetery nearby. Perhaps a part of me was being washed away, and another part being born?
I had carried a monk’s robe with me. I wore it and lay on the rocks for a while, resting. Afterwards, I walked onto the street still wearing it, and my heart became heavy again. The word outcast drifted into my consciousness. I’m sure I’ve had these experiences many times before, in previous lifetimes. Part of me regretted the feeling, while another part simply knew it was time to meet these feelings and hold them without judgment. I reminded myself: There is no judgment. It’s absolutely fine whether I take this journey for a day or a hundred.
I crawled back into my tent and felt safe again. The soothing sound of the nearby river became a lullaby for the night.
Vimal 🙏
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