Kovalam, February 2017
Could the beginner’s mind, for the student, be the beginner’s eye for the well travelled?
Hard, to tell, as well as hard to maintain….
This is not said proudly, but a majestic out of the ordinary temple can become just a temple amongst many.
An exotic merchant in a fascinating and foreign scenery, could just become a common sight to the often returning wanderer….
Has one become blasé or is one so spoilt, that the once alluring is no more enjoyable or noticeable?
Possibly.
Yet, not being able to maintain the beginner’s eye, as shameful as could be, might just be, piercing through another layer, going deeper and reaching another plane?
Maybe.
India I see. I see what I used to see, yet, also lay my eyes on what I used to fail to grasp….
I see, I see.
Walls talk.
Holy Leggings 