Regina, Saskatchewan
Reincarnation Forever
The way I see it, each
day we reincarnate. Each day, we enter a new sphere
or a different zone. Our soul, which is encased in
this body,
will travel from one room to the next within the comfort of our home. We may move from one building to another on
the campus, or we can mobilize ourselves from one street to another; adjust to different
neighborhoods, cities or nations. We
transfer ourselves all the time. We
transmigrate.
I was moving (rather
my body was moving) my soul from one trail to another by leg power. I was not exactly groping in the dark, as there were enough
street lights to assist my eyes when coming to a juncture in the road. As usual, I trek in the early morning when it’s dark. I kept eyes peeled for the sign that read
“Trans Canada Trail.” I didn’t know the
trail makes its way through White City.
Frankly, I was left
confused. Good signage for the Trans
Canada goes on for a while until you come to this T in the trail. I was left puzzled. No sign.
Where to go?
Without direction, it becomes hard to
move, yet I must make a decision to transmigrate. You can’t be at a standstill. You’ll freeze to death. But if you die from frost, still you’ll
move. At least your soul will find no
comfort in a frozen body. The “Gita” informs us we’ll be transported to a new body.
Within the last
twenty-four hours, I have succeeded in my soul’s moving to different homes to conduct sangas (spiritual gatherings). Everyone is always travelling. Watch where you go!
May the Source be with
you!
7 km
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