December 04, 2009


Yesterday during one of the random reading in the my meditation center library, I discovered this Spanish poet Antonio Machado. He got my attention by the following lines.

People possess four things
that are no good at sea:
anchor, rudder, oars
and the fear of going down.

Hmm! I should stop using rudder and oars in my sea, obviously it is not working. Later I googled him and found some very cheesy poems (I don't know if it is a good poem and lost its charm in translation) about a place I visited in Spain called Soria. I have very nice memories from this place, specially I enjoyed that snow in the summer, in mountains near Soria. Back to my oars, I am in a sea and cant use my oars, How should I move on in my life? I got the same question in my mind, when I was new to Paris, I didn't know how to use maps. In India I was guided by random people in every street corners of my life. Then when I started being comfortable to navigate around people in Paris, I thought I have mastered the art of navigation in the 'western world'. Now in Cambridge, with a GPS mobile and a Sat Nav, I am still lost. Struggling to read the non-existing sign language of people, sometimes misuderstaning a cultural difference as a joke. Standing in vain to be led by someone around this beautiful country side, I felt Antonio Machado gave me an answer to the wanderer in me, to move on in my life!

Wanderer, your footsteps are
the road, and nothing more;
wanderer, there is no road,
the road is made by walking.
By walking one makes the road,
and upon glancing behind
one sees the path
that never will be trod again.


sunitha said...

Very much thought provoking!!!! I just love this!!!

Uma said...

Thanks Suni! waiting to talk to you..hopefully soon :-)