I can go anywhere in the world and feel a cultural connection in that moment. My sabbaticals are always reflective in nature and lead to an outpouring of spiritual revelations and writing. Going far east was no different. As soon as I landed I knew I would be returning in the near future quickly forgetting about the eighteen hours it took to get there. I love my alone time. It gives me a chance to get lost in thought and take in the sights without having to express what I am thinking or feeling.
My thoughts seemed to loop between how to expand my mindfulness practice, how to use my practice to empower others and how to use my other spiritual gifts. I spent a good amount of time in various asanas between tours. Simply a tool used to center myself to help bring everything in focus. My conclusion is that I live a good life. Minus a few mishaps, this year abundance has surrounded me in a way not seen before. This trip reminded me there is a commonality that exist between all cultures that tie us together as human beings. As an African American we speak freely about cultural inequalities and oppression which I can never deny their existence. Every culture has a history, it is the resilience of the people that create change, evolution and bring about peace. In listening to the history of China, I had to step outside of my body to understand this is what binds our experiences but it’s also not our only story.
My generation like the ones before still have a choice in the matter. We get to write our own story. What will time be known as? What imprints will we leave? Who will be taking a picture of my homeland hundreds of years from now? I hope this time will be known as a time reconnecting with the source. A time where as a culture we found our spiritual gifts and used them to grow, heal and empower each other.