Emirates have upgraded me to Silver. So why have we not upgraded our linings?
And in terms of ankle bracelets in India, silver is still preferred over gold or even platinum. Supposedly inauspicious if you wear gold yet gold is the standard we hold precious.
Standing in line, even though I’ve checked in online, people remind me of the world I’m returning too and a prayer comes to mind
Grant me the grace to accept the things I cannot change,
the strength to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.
Usually ‘God’ is placed at the front although ‘Shiva’ would be my preferred deity now. God of creation and destructive, destructive creativity.
My prayer today would be...
Grant me the memory to remember this sense of grace, the humility to shanti shanti and the humour to remember the sense of joy we shared.
We’re merely one memory away from being that happy again at any time.
As Gapu says, your time will come, and go soon enough, so enjoy.
the life you have.
As I sit here in departure lounge. Or is it the arrivals. Maybe there is a revolving sign. Everything is very new, clean and everyone smiling with crisp well ironed uniforms.
There is a mix of nationalities with a common language. Excitement. Making history. The first flight out of Jaisalmer.
Although I made the paper I didn’t make the first through check in. They got a photo and a round of applauds. And they were non Indian. Like peacocks with all their feathers fluttering, smiles and lots of happiness.
There is such a relaxed and calm atmosphere here. Children’s voices echo in the dome of the hall, alongside the breeze of the ever present fan. Freshly painted pots with plants start to adorn the space towards the departure gate. Or is that the arrivals gate.
And now the usual anxiety builds as people jostle to get through. A queue is forming and people approach with haste. We have 20 minutes before boarding. Where is the rush. Shanti shanti.
Jacques is on the flight now to Jaisalmer and it seems I won’t get to meet him. Maybe he'll see a random woman waving at him through the highly polished glass and wonder who I am. I hope in time I’ll get to meet him at the school. Next visit. As my article states. I visit once a year.
A private jet lands next to our plane and everyone strains to see who it is. Lots of handshaking and postering, minimal smiles from the man arriving although his wife smiles while chatting to the other lady on the flight. The second man stands to the rear of the party. I wonder who they are. Not Jacques and I can’t see him in the faces arriving from Delhi.
We board the flight and the peacock in all the postering didn’t have his boarding pass stamped and has to return to security. Twenty rows of double seats, 17A is my resting point for the next couple of hours.
We made our way to the runway after a slight delay for the luggage staff wrestling with a pushchair, which baffled them all and was put on board in the upright position. I watched the landscape around the airport and my heart rose with a longing, a desire to return as tears fell as an alchemical offering to the desert. Jaisalmer, I shall return.
Travelling to different countries, absorbing different ways of being, can challenge our inner landscapes. Questions loom large as we search for meaning and belonging
At the Darbari Waldorf School we saw two kinds of cultures dancing together, formimg a new way of being
I haven’t met Jacques yet and what I have heard of him is that he is a very kind man. He inspires the children to be kind too. Parents have told him that if the children misbehave he can punish them by hitting, which seems a standard approach.
Something I witnessed myself.
Sitting in the drawing class an older boy was trying to distract me and others in the class. In getting my attention he hit my forehead forcefully. I smiled and encouraged him to start drawing instead. This was the first time I had felt the tribal way of being first hand. I have seen it many times, hitting, pushing, physical forms of dominance, pervading as a cultural
way of living, tribal in its roots.
I choose kindness instead. Lead by example for us all to come together as a conscience community. For positive change.