I spent most of last week paddling down the Orange River, sitting around a camp fire and sleeping under the stars. Life just doesn’t get more simple or blissful than that.
When all you have is a few things in a bucket and your toilet is a well-positioned bush, many of the things that we seem to attach such great importance to in our day-to-day lives, just don’t matter anymore.
What matters is much bigger and much more meaningful. The sky, filled with stars, planets and galaxies, opens itself up to you. Heaven and earth seem closer together and everything is just as it is.
The Buddha spoke of his teachings as a raft to get across a river; when you get to the other side the raft has served its purpose – don’t carry it around on your shoulders, send it back to the far bank where someone else can use it.
Like life on the river, if we try everyday, moment by moment, to attach ourselves to less and find joy and healing in the simple things in life, we’ll be one step closer to finding our own authenticity and truth, and beyond and between that, something much bigger.