Spiritual Traveler (eBook)

A play of Love, Peace & Unity in the Spirit of Life

Jan Wolter (Autor)

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2024 | 6. Auflage
135 Seiten
epubli (Verlag)
978-3-7584-6428-7 (ISBN)

Infos

'We take Traveling seriously, we take it as our lives and soul, we know there is an endless goal, that is to come back home to the Supreme Truth personified.' On my journey I must admit there were many lessons to be learned. In a matter of fact, I learned counting the years, 10, and I thought: What is this life? Is it a play, a story to be told, a wonderful adventure? All-inclusive, and who we meet even better. In due course of over ten years of traveling I have collected substantial amounts of writings and diary entries which show the odds of life, ups and downs as well as a beautiful transformation, hence the big themes are LOVE, PEACE & UNITY which are in constant change. The only factual constant I found on this travel was SPIRIT or God. Thus, I wanted to bring alive an interplay of these factors in-between humans and nature, the divine, time and the many actions we do. One of these actions, inevitably is traveling. Traveling is not just a vacation, it is serious business. The Spiritual Traveler knows, the journey is for self discovery and that is the highest purpose we can consider, following in the footsteps of many walking saints and spiritual sages. Finally, this book is to remind ourselves to live simply and from the heart. Human connections, brotherhood, hospitality etc. are all included in this life's play, as well as feelings for belonging, restlessness and a little humour. This book is part one of two and aims at being the manuscript for a theatre play, musical, film and self-help guide. Please follow along @yashomatinandana_dasa and visit: https://emergentlightseries.com/Yashomatinandana

Jan Wolter ist auch bekannt unter seinem spirituellen Namen Ya?omat?nandana d?sa. Das ist Sanskrit und ein Dienertitel der Persönlichkeit Gottes, K???a. (lit. übers. der Diener (dasa) von dem Sohn (nandana) Mutter Yashodas (yashomati). Dieser Titel wurde von einem spirituellen Meister des Bhakti-Yoga verleiht und dieser ist in der Linie Seiner Göttlichen Gnade A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, welcher die Welt mit vielen Schriften bereicherte. Diesem Beispiel folgt der Autor und gibt authentisch Gedichte und persönliche Erlebnisse weiter, um Menschen zu inspirieren die spirituelle Reise zu wagen. Der Autor ist momentan auf Reisen in Indien und lernt weiter die Heiligen Schriften, wie Srimad Bhagavad-Git? und Bhagavatam kennen.

Autor

Jan ist auch bekannt unter seinem spirituellen Namen Yaśomatīnandana dāsa. Das ist Sanskrit und ein Dienertitel der Persönlichkeit Gottes, Kṛṣṇa. (lit. übers. der Diener (dasa) von dem Sohn (nandana) Mutter Yashodas (yashomati). Dieser Titel wurde von einem spirituellen Meister des Bhakti-Yoga verleiht und dieser ist in der Linie Seiner Göttlichen Gnade A.C. Bhaktivedanta Swami Prabhupada, welcher die Welt mit vielen Schriften bereicherte. Diesem Beispiel folgt der Autor und gibt authentisch Gedichte und persönliche Erlebnisse weiter, um Menschen zu inspirieren die spirituelle Reise zu wagen. Der Autor ist momentan auf Reisen in Indien und lernt weiter die Heiligen Schriften, wie Srimad Bhagavad-Gitā und Bhagavatam kennen.

Textauszug

A Traveler’s Journal

 

(The Journal is thick & it is well kept, beautifully written, nicely organized, with a hard but colourful colour of a spiritual artist, many different sketches, drawings, portraits & diary entries are held within, the Traveler gets into a special mood, opening his heart, speaking in a clear voice)

 

Reflect to See Yourself,

Over view to keep the ground,

don’t drown in waves of fear,

follow the light of sound,

do sometimes drop a tear.

 

Live, cry, laugh and dance.

Let the energy in,

Glance in advance

let the world within spin.

 

Can you Enjoy the breeze, the wind of surrendering to the highs and lows, let it be the promise to a world of smiles, a lofty love of community, the embrace of unity.

 

Greet the trees and keep it up,

there is a journey without a stop,

can you feel the salty drop of the sea,

the wonderful stillness of the freedom, a love to be?

 

Oh you hear this voice from above.

You be, you see, you are free.

Appreciate the flow of the wavy winds,

greet the endless shore

and feel, all you adore.

 

(Here the Traveler walks to shore, looks around and sees the Beggar listening attentively to the waves, the Traveler has brought a big bag of stories. The Traveler continues:)

 

Hearing a Prophecy

 

(The Traveler gets into a state of spiritual ecstasy, or trance; his voice light but strong and stern, his gestures are eccentric, his mimic extensive, his arms expand, loudly he tells:)

The Adventure shall be the fulfillment of a prophecy, a true enchantment of the spirit in harmony.

 

God may be sending One to this earth, sowing an endless seed, in His hand one’s prosperous deed that longs to meet.

 

It is the love of a wandering soul, endlessly searching an infinite goal.

 

(The Traveler ponders up and down the sandy shore)

 

It is the time to shine, to let the sad of the world whine,

to be truly with yours and thine.

 

(Waiting for the sunrise)

 

Blessed are the longing One’s that strive to serve and grow, like a flower blooming that longs to show, its grace and beautiful serenity, joyfully expressed and blissfully dressed in layers and layers of harmony.

 

(Here the Traveler becomes sentimental, dropping a tear, thinking about his divine mission and raising his hands in the sky to pray for forgiveness.

Consequently, he weeps a comedic song with a travelers guitar, the beggar hears it)

 

Love Song to a Stranger

 

(It’s a song story of the season in the mountains, winter & spring & summer time, sweet and melodious the Traveler sings:)

 

Oh a wonder the people I’ve met,

One of a-kind and no two to bet,

so I dedicate this song to them all -

may all be blessed on their call (again x2).

 

Sitting right here in winter resort,

no time to waste, the days are so short,

so I spend the days on blank white slopes,

Without a doubt, without the hopes,

suddenly there comes a skier my way,

‘hey, you look lost on this windy day!’

 

So we carefully find a way out,

without an injury, without a doubt,

Thank you my dear friend, that was much fun!

There’s no fear, rays from the sun,

shine on you crazy ski-bum,

I will be back, from where I have come.

 

Up the mountain peaks

 

So I make it to the mountains again,

this time it’s spring, my friend.

The flowers that bloom in the wilderness creek,

winter is over, now’s time to seek

a new adventure, all alone,

where is the way, lost without a phone!

 

So I walk an unknown path to the peak,

of course there’s someone going down to the creek,

Hello you flower, a wild wander smile,

she comes a hold, we talk for a while.

 

There is no way up the mountain side,

snow is still covering the high tide.

Trust in my words and you will see,

it takes sometime for the way to be free.

 

That is ok, I trust you my dear,

behind her ear flowers appear,

magical forest, we change a gear,

while walking along, nature drops a tear.

 

So summer came by and the waters roar,

it’s time to fly and let spirit soar,

dive into the liquid blue ocean bed,

completely wet my body feels fed,

the mind at peace and all in ease,

whatever happens it is here to please.

 

So music comes over and the night drops in,

what a glorious win-win-win,

As the fire ignites we burn the sin,

let the party of life now begin!

 

On the shore, we gather around,

the burning wood and waves sound,

all I wish for the world to be,

surrounded by people harmoniously.

 

Hello, can I come this place?

I have no home to warm my face.

Seeing your fire gives me chills,

may I be here enjoying the stills?

 

We invite this homeless friend,

because the fire is for all to end.

There is no difference, we are all the same,

playing this elemental game,

from the infinite source,

ruled by an endless force.

 

So can you play us a song, we ask him,

cluelessly searching and scratching his chin,

he picks up the wood and tune’s it along,

when he starts with our favourite song:

 

(now the Traveler starts to sing one more stanza and all tension passes with a nice outro played on acoustic guitar)

 

Like a gem from every different side

Every facet no wrong nor right

Let life be a wild ride

With a clear sight.

 

(Written on a journey in B.C., Canada to Hot Keys Springs meeting a folk singer on the bonfire, Winter 2015/Summer 2016)

 

(This song is sort of an answer to the question, ‘where have you come from?’ The Travel is surprised by the flute play of the beggar and smiles, it seems they have found a good jam)

 

(Now a dialog ensues, praising the mood and the Traveler picks back up the guitar and starts to express his longing ‘to go somewhere’)

 

I Gotta Go Somewhere

 

(Sweet and melodious, the Traveler sings;)

 

It all started when I said to myself;

I gotta go somewhere…

 

From the duality away

I stepped into a plane

to experience a true way,

to be One in this game.

What I can call life,

this is the time,

now it is ripe

when the travel started to shine…

 

(The dialog continues and the Traveler speaks of his experience:)

 

“On the way countless things happened, but the Oneness truly came into being when I lost all I knew. “

 

“In nature, I forget to be someone, but I just be. So I could truly express and be free, to truly come to Unity, to the core, the source, the divine essence.”

 

(We hear the fire sparkling still, the beggar puts on for a tea, waves of the water bodies vibrate, birds sing in the distance, a sustaining resonator sound of the guitar vibrates)

 

“This travel is the greatest discovery of my life. Since I shared this experience to let everyOne know;

but what is there to know?”

 

(The Traveler looks silently towards the fire and the beggar, holding a pause, the beggar answers simply)

 

“To live, just know to live.”

 

(This question and answer session may seem mysterious, but it continues in a song, waves roam, the Traveler picks up his voice and sings:)

 

“Like the breeze of the wind,

like the gulls that freely sing,

we Are life, just flowing all around,

Can you hear the sound?”

 

(The beggar answers in chanson, picking up a tea pot)
“Just listen as we go, along the nature way,

each and every day come to see, to just be.”

 

 

(The Travel smiles and reciprocates:)

“This is all within our hands,

can one open up and glance?

There is something in front so beautiful and nice,

watch it flowing down, down down down.”

 

(The beggar answers again in a chanson)

“That is the nectar, that is the splice,

that is the One we call life.”

 

(The beggar collects water from a spring, the Traveler continues to chant:)

 

So just go for a ride,

on the wave of life,

the beautiful discovery,

the great adventure possibly,

all within unity,

of dark and light,

of day and night,

of peace and fight,

all is one, all is one,

OOONE LIFE.

(Silence and nature sounds, guitar ringing)

 

 

 

The Journey to Oneself

 

(The Traveler cares to look at the bright horizon of the ocean, then to his listening friend, the Beggar, than he continues with this travel story:)

 

“It’s another travel; One so easy to overlook but probably the most important of our lives. When we can’t see that there is more to the eye, we are certainly blind to see the beauty of every creature’s nature, including ourselves.

 

This beauty does not lay in your belongings, believes, your attitude, status or finances, it...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 24.1.2024
• Verlagsort: Berlin
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Sachbuch/Ratgeber ► Gesundheit / Leben / Psychologie ► Esoterik / Spiritualität
• Schlagworte: Atma • Journal • Poetry • self-improvement • SPIRIT • Stories • Travel
• ISBN-10: 3-7584-6428-5 / 3758464285
• ISBN-13: 978-3-7584-6428-7 / 9783758464287