The need to travel is the most when my mind is restless. I always had a special place to go to where ever I live. There is no particular reason how a place becomes my refuge..It just happens.
My refuge so far has been
My ancestral home in Chengannur
Thirunakkara temple in Kottayam
Travelling on the Island express ( either stretch )
MG road in Bangalore ( from the bible society office all the way down to kidskemp!)
NH 4 ( mostly the Hoskotte to Kolar Gold fields)
Bukit Tinggi in Malaysia.
Po Ling Chinese temple in Jln Ampang
Drive to Princeton from Vancouver ( Highway #3)
Vidette lake in Kamloops
I couldn’t really find my refuge in Australia all these while.. No place seemed right. Few weeks ago on a whim I drove to Byron bay. Kids wanted to eat fish and chips and I was told Fishheads in Byron bay serves the best fish and chips!
It was a beautiful drive.
After buying the fish and chips, we sat on the rocks by the side of the road and watched the surf.
I felt so peaceful watching the waves break. ( perhaps it is the Piscean in me)
I remembered Jon Kabat Zinn saying “You can’t stop the waves, but you can learn to surf”
So surf I will!