The Traveller

I understand and sympathise with their ways and regard them not as strangers but as brothers and sisters. I am moved by the simple kindness with which I am treated by these people. They have a compassionate understanding for the needs of others who may need their help and don’t care who you are. Their intuition which, when it is raised from an instinct to an art by constant practice, enables the most ordinary of things to become a masterpiece. They live with heart and soul, inspired by their own zest for life, feeling and enjoying life’s vibration far more than any other group of people I have ever known. I have learnt what a life is to them, and what it can be to me. Not cold-blooded skill, aiming only at excellence and at establishing a future, but a fire and a joy, a self forgetfulness which whirls the soul away. This feeling is deep in the heart of the all mankind but it is the wanderer who feels it in every breath he takes. He knows the ebb and flow of the current of life as it bounds onwards, knows that it expresses his deepest desire. Life-music whirling away on a rushing river the notes like ripples appearing and disappearing with the flow of existence. There all earthly distinctions pass away; there he is best who lives and feels he belongs. Not that he is cleverer than others, but that he awakens harmony and joy in everything that he does.

John Audet