Carlsheaven before Leaving

On a day of transition the travelling may always encounter distraction and delay. Being prepared does not halt at your point of departure. Traffic without disturbence is highly unlikely. So it happens that we are sitting in the next train. A slow local which as we hope will bring us further on though on a different course to the Netherlands.

But look and feel, we both have a seat. The train is warmed. Outside the drizzle keeps falling. She is content reading James’ Portrait of a Lady. Around us people stay and hang. And I try to write these words in a small notebook on my knee. “Dakammanixmachenáh”, says the lady in front of us. Which means: “Thereyoucantdonothingatall”. Or if you want: here we are all cornered to practice “wu wei”. Doing by not-doing or exercising serenity.

Meanwhile more and more passengers are crowding in. Apparently more disturbances and delays are underway. But most of the people seem indifferent to this possibility. They laugh and chat and are having a fine day anyhow. I look outside over the green fields, the farms and trees. A pale sun hides again behind the thick grey clouds. As we near the next station I see a big wheel towering over the town houses. Autumn Fair! As the train stops most people pour out and it is quiet again.

I have this intense feeling that “all will be well”. We are following the way and we will arrive at our destination. Just where we cannot know what may happen during the rest of this day.
I did make my foto early this morning. Waiting to to walk down to the station. Now, it is nearly eleven o’clock. In five or six hours we’ll see and feel from a different perspective. Goodbye, I’m going to read about “places that scare you”, written by Pema Chödrön. Curious to to discover and learn more practical wisdom.