I can tell you this – for much of my life I have been in some kind of fog. An often distressed being with very little clarity as to what they needed to really do with the precious moments of their life.
Some clarity at least in what not to do
Admittedly, there have been times when I’ve at least been clear on what I needed to not be doing, such as drinking, being in certain intimate relationships, studying an undergraduate degree in Mechanical engineering, or a PhD in economics, for example, and choosing not to do them resulted in some extremely fortuitous and unexpected outcomes that on the whole near certainly improved my well-being.
But to know what one actually wants to do, actually needs to do, seems to me to be a whole different thing. In fact, the first time it ever happened to me was when the idea of cycling to Bhutan entered my consciousness. I thought about it a lot and I was very scared at first. However, I sat and watched the idea with some sense of wonder, and then in recognising that it was indeed possible and worthwhile, I knew that it was I that needed to at least begin that journey.
Clarity in the final phase
And so still rolling on, 15 months from the day I left, on a journey that some might say has had its share of “fogginess” along the way in the sense of deep personal challenge and unclear ways to proceed, the final phase of my personal path to Bhutan has suddenly become so very clear to me.
It is a sort of clarity that when one becomes aware of just feels like the right thing to do down to one’s core. Almost like the deepest part of the self had always known that was what was needed as a course of action all along, and was just waiting for the rest of the being to catch up.
The final phase will go a little something like this
I’m currently in Laos. Whilst there are many beautiful things here, just as there are of course everywhere, seeing these things is not core to why I am on this journey and I’ve been feeling distracted by wanting to see many of them. Actually what I need to do is stay focused on getting to Bhutan. I’ve suddenly realised that there is a distinct possibility that I could coincide my visit with the International Day of Happiness, which is of course on the 20th March 2019. Now, it might be a stretch to make it and still sufficiently honour my journey, but I think I can do it and the path to do so is relatively straightforward (although I don’t doubt some kind of hiccup small or big along the way).
I’m currently in Thakhek, Laos which is along the Mekong River, bordering Thailand. I am planning now to head to Bangkok (2 weeks riding). In Bangkok I am going to take the opportunity to see my brother who practices and teaches permaculture in Indonesia. Since my brother and I both try to avoid flying because we are uncomfortable with the ecological impact it has this may be the last chance we’ll get to see each other for a long while. Then upon returning to Bangkok I will take another flight to Calcutta, India. The reason for this is to completely avoid Myanmar, which although now open to tourism and with many people I have spoken with having had a wonderful experience there, has a regime engaged in what a recent UN report described as genocide. From Calcutta it should be a straight run north into Bhutan.
Boom. Let’s do it!
“It’s a long road, and there’s no turning back.”