I was watching a documentary about Buddhism last night called Dharma River. In the introduction they used the word “takra” to describe a spiritual journey; specifically a spiritual Buddhist journey. To be sure I had the word right, I replayed it with text enabled. Yeap, it was “takra”.
Today I looked on the internet for more information about “takra”. There wasn’t any. Maybe it was a short journey.
In any case, it started a train of thought that lead to endless deadends, back alleys, and one-way streets where I found I was going the wrong way. For instance, I confess that the last two posts I made were just BS. It isn’t that I “came to realize” they were BS. I knew they were BS even as I wrote them. So why did I post them? The same reason I suppose everyone spreads BS – to cover what they are really thinking.
Here’s what happened. The deal on my house fell through and I was really disappointed. I was depressed. I was trying to cover up for it. Anyway. It is back to the original plan of leaving in late January.
What is important is I have remembered: the journey always continues no matter the circumstances. Takra, the Dharma River, never stops. Even when it isn’t moving through space, its moving through time.
I think maybe “takra” is what we old hippies used to call the “flow” as in “Don’t sweat it. Just go with the flow Man. Just go with the flow.” To go with the flow is one of those lessons I seem to “learn” over and over again. Maybe that is just a part of takra.