I have travelled from the mountains of Himachal Pradesh to the ocean at Goa. With it, the whole feel of things has changed. The cool, crisp clarity of the mountains has become the soft, warm fuzziness of the tropical beach life. It is like moving from the masculine to the feminine. The mountain energy is full of a deep silence. Here in the heat, everything is melting, oozing and luscious.
Plunging into the warm ocean, the feeling of abandonment comes easily. Floating, bobbing about in the waves, watching the eagles as they glide effortlessly in the sea breeze where it rises against the cliff, one can also become effortless. In the mountains, one can penetrate into the very heart of stillness and silence. Here one merely melts into all that is...
