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The Journey Is The Destination

What is the difference between exploring and being lost? The journey IS the destination. -Dan Eldon


When I had graduated college, I sat front row at a press conference that
announced the official retirement of John Stockton…one of my two favorite
basketball players as a child. In that press conference
he said, “This has been a ride–the journey was the destination.”
Those words spoke loud and clear to me last night as I made my way
down to the Sikh Center in Santa Ana for the Evening of Awareness.

I am recently unemployed and I’m looking for ways to save money. Also,
in an ongoing effort to make myself more environmentally conscious and
physically fit, I thought that riding a bike might be a great idea.
And since I had an upcoming trip to Santa Ana from my home in North
Hollywood, what better way to kick off my newfound freedom with a
killer bike/train combo.

Early afternoon, I rode my bike to the North Hollywood Metro Station
(about 1.5 miles) and took the Red Line to Downtown LA’s Union
Station. I rode by bike around downtown and met up with a couple of
people. Afterwards, I rode back to the station and waited for the next
Metrolink train to take me to Santa Ana. I sat at Union Station and
people-watched…always a fun pastime. Then came time to board the
double-decker train…and in about 45 minutes, I made it down to Santa
Ana. As I departed the Santa Ana station, I headed off–and in about
1.5 miles, I realized I was going completely in the wrong
direction…so I mapped out the directions on my phone and got back on
track. 6.1 miles later, and only five minutes late, I made it to the
Sikh Center for the Evening of Awareness. What an AMAZING workout–and
more importantly, what a great feeling to know that I worked out my
muscles, traveled almost 50 miles, and got rid of excess sweat–all
for the mere cost of $6.50. I saved nearly 50 dollars in gas and I
feel great about it.

As soon as I pulled up, the first people I saw were Raj and
Christine–and Raj’s first question brought me back to
reality–“What’s your back home plan?”–Luckily I knew I was amongst
friends who show unconditional love. One of the volunteers, Mark from
Peace 4 Kids, gave me a ride home since he lived just one block away
from me–what a small world.

The Evening of Awareness was fantastic, filled with good friends, good
food and most importantly awareness and compassion shared by warm
people all around. My destination was not just the Sikh Center or the
activities of the day–it was a part of the journey. The bike, the
train, the night, the ride–they are the journey and that is the most
important thing that I took away from the night.

“Everybody’s got a hungry heart”

Ever since some of us met on 3/21 at Sukh’s to participate in a hunger banquet, I can’t seem to get that evening off my mind. I can’t shake free from it…

It’s a mystery why…but in some ways it’s very clear…

I want to say that the U.S. is greedy. That we have more food than we know what to do with…but I just went to Change of Heart weekend this last Saturday. And I know this also happens in the U.S—this unfairness and inequality of jobs, housing, food.

I’m thinking to myself lately…how it would really look to share 20 times more than we do as a nation…what would life look like then?

How is it that there are some people with enormously big dinners every night and some others who only have chili out of a can or leftovers from the trash to dine on? How can this be!?

Hunger Banquet on 3/21/08 at the new garage:

It went something like this…Raju spoke to us about how Jaghat Bhai at Manav Sadhna had a hunger banquet evening for volunteers and how inspiring that evening was…we got to experience this at Sukh Bhai’s residence.

It’s funny how it worked out. Some who were hungry before getting to this event had nothing on their plates. Some who were already full from a prior meal had steaming hot plates full of yummy Indian food.

I had eaten before and my plate was spilling over. The beauty of the food placed on the plate was so artistic and gorgeous…I almost couldn’t put my fork into it. The aroma of the food was intensely scrumptious and I’m sure wafted to my neighbors noses…

It was so natural for me to want to share. I looked to my left and my neighbors with no food on their plates had their eyes closed and were meditating…I couldn’t get their attention! Kristeen, to my right had a few pieces of Roti..I saw this bread being cooked…so much from the heart!! I craved that Roti because it was simple, and uncomplicated…

Our lives have become so complicated…this overwhelming amount of food and store and housing options.

Can’t we all just sit down together and share our food, our clothes, our houses? I’d much rather have dinner with a community sharing…than being by myself with a big plate of food…that could possibly go to waste.

I made sure to eat my big plate of food…except for a few leaves from my salad.

This was the most torturous meal I’ve had…because I couldn’t share. I go with friends, family to dinner or lunch and all the time…I ask if they’d like to try a bite or more of what I’m eating. Mostly, I only share a bite or two with them…because they have their own plates full of food.
I’m suddenly remembering being in New Delhi, India on Jayesh Bhai’s birthday…We had just gotten back from Agra…to visit the Taj Mahal and other famous structures. Sukh suggested that we buy some Samosas and give them to some homeless brothers and sisters at the train station. I’ll never get over that feeling…of giving. The samosas ran out and a few of us had crackers, and cookies that we also gave…to these sleeping souls woken up by us btcers. India in December is cold!!! And these ones were lying outside under a roof with no doors or windows to close. I’m glad we were able to give Jayesh Bhai the gift of giving…and I got to talk on the phone and wish Jayesh Bhai a happy birthday! We had left Manav Sadhna (a phenomenal orphanage in Ahmedabad right near the Gandhi Ashram). I was missing Manav Sadhna volunteers and the children sooooo much…but this was a sampling of connecting…how ever far away one is…you can never be separated if love was created.

“Thousands of candles can be lit from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.”-Buddha (my buddy).

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