Perfection in the Imperfection


Imagine for a moment a place where everything is perfect and there’s nothing to be accomplished.

In order to be happy in such a place we would have to be radically different beings than the ones we are now, beings with no desires or goals, otherwise, after a short while we would be bored beyond belief.

Given our current fabric and way of thinking, in order to feel good we need a non-perfect place that requires our contribution, a place where we can put to good use the capacity to create that the Creator gave us.

Maybe Heaven is here, a place where we can strive not only to consciously transform our own imperfect selves into more perfect beings, but also to transform the world into a better place for all.

If Heaven is an imperfect place inhabited by imperfect beings, a place where we can use our creative powers to transform ourselves and alleviate the suffering of others, then this planet has everything we need to experience Heaven.

This imperfect world is perfect, and its perfection resides in its imperfection.


Freedom of Simplicity

I have great admiration for the Peace Pilgrim. I put her together with with Gandhi, Martin Luther King, Jr, Thich Nhat Hanh, and other great teachers of humanity.

If you are free, I recommend a hiking trip on a wilderness footpath.

How inspiring it is to walk all day in the sunshine and sleep all night under the stars.

What a wonderful experience in simple, natural living.

Since you carry your food, sleeping equipment, etc., on your back, you learn quickly that unnecessary possessions are unnecessary burdens.

You soon realize what the essentials of life are–such as warmth when you are cold, a dry spot on a rainy day, the simplest food when you are hungry, pure cool water when you are thirsty.

You soon put material things in their proper place, realizing that they are there for use, but relinquishing them when they are not useful.

You soon experience and learn to appreciate the great freedom of simplicity.

(Peace Pilgrim: Her Life and Works in Her Own Words – Pg.54)

Simplify - the Silent Peace Walk Bell

In 1952, the year before she began the pilgrimage, Peace Pilgrim, then known as Mildred Norman Ryder, set out on another memorable journey.

On April 26 of that year Mildred began the 2050 mile walk north from Mt. Oglethorp in Georgia toward Mt. Katahdin, in northern Maine.

Mildred’s passion for walking and her deep love for the beauty, inspiration, and peace she found in the natural world had lured her to the trail.

By the time she completed the journey in October of that year she would become the first woman to walk the entire length of the Appalachian Trail in one season.

Travel Light

This week I will be going through all the stuff I have put aside and decide what goes and what stays.

I will travel light and carry only what is absolutely necessary. Nothing worse than a heavy load to ruin a good ride.

While researching in the Internet I found a site with an interesting suggestion on how to fold clothes together. I have never seem this before. Apparently it reduces the space necessary for the clothing items thus allowing travel with smaller bags. Check the diagram on their site

It seems like a good idea, and I may try it on a future trip, but on this one. I don’t think that having all pieces of clothing bundled together will work for me, especially during a sudden change of weather in the middle of the road.

Master of my Fate

I am taking off to ride a bike in the Northwest for a month. For many, this is not a big deal, but for others it is.

When I reveal what I am going to do, what strikes many individuals is not so much the fact that I have chosen to do something that they consider out of the ordinary and unexpected. What hits them, more than anything else, is the fact that I can take one month off.

When I tell people what I am going to do, their reaction is a mix of astonishment and envy. They don’t appear to be overly concerned about the challenges I may face during my solo bike ride. More than anything else, they seem to be shocked by the fact that I have decided to take time for myself to do what I want.

“How can you do it?”

“There’s no way I could do it.”

“I wish I could do something like this.”

I hear those comments, and, for some reason, I feel alive, free, and powerful. I feel that I am the master of my fate. I feel that I am the captain of my soul.

“Invictus” by William Ernest Henley (1849–1903) is a poem made famous by Nelson Mandela, the man who stood up for what was right: the end of discrimination, oppression and segregation.

He paid a huge personal price – he spent 27 years of his life in prison — but his thoughts, words and actions finally brought up the beginning of freedom and equality to all South Africans, and inspired all human beings to see one another as brothers and sisters, as members of the same family.

Nelson Mandela, a great man.

Cameron meets Nelson Mandela

Here’s “Invictus.”


Out of the night that covers me,

      Black as the pit from pole to pole,

I thank whatever gods may be

      For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance

      I have not winced nor cried aloud.

Under the bludgeonings of chance

      My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears

      Looms but the Horror of the shade,

And yet the menace of the years

      Finds and shall find me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,

      How charged with punishments the scroll,

I am the master of my fate,

      I am the captain of my soul.


Thick Passports

I agree with Matt Damon who said, “I think many of our problems as a country would be solved if people had thick passports. There’s just no substitute for actually going and seeing things.”

“Well, this is true, but is not always true, not for everybody at least,” Steve said. “It depends on one’s mindset and how rigid his beliefs are. It is sad, but an individual can travel to the most exotic places on Earth, places that are enormously different from his own, and still come out of the experience with his mind closed and with the same bias and prejudice he had when he began his journey, if not more. Instead of remaining open and accepting to be touched and transformed, all the person does is to compare, judge, and reaffirm to himself how much better he and the members of ‘his tribe’ are. He approaches the situation not as a visitor, but as a colonizer who feels the need to fix and change cultures he doesn’t understand.”

“Good point, Steve. It reminds me of what James A. Michener once said, ‘If you reject the food, ignore the customs, fear the religion, and avoid the people, you might better stay home.'”


Observers of the World

“We are by nature observers, and thereby learners. That is our permanent state.” – Ralph Waldo Emerson

In order to bring Heaven to Earth we have to become observers of the world. If we are excessively distracted, we become unable to see the immense beauty that is all around us. If we are lost in our distractions, we don’t remember to connect, communicate and commune with the Ultimate Mystery. We don’t recognize the Divine Presence in the Universe, and we forget to reveal the wonders that we have discovered, and that are available to all of us.



Here’s the bike I will be riding.

Steve's Windsor Tourist

Actually this is Steve’s bike and I will probably be riding a similar one, a brand new one… or not… I have to decide if I ship his bike to Oregon or if I buy a new one and have it shipped.

A brand new bicycle… Should I or should I not?

Pros and Cons: the usual dilemma when there are choices involved…

Here are some of the thoughts crossing my mind…

I am used to this bike already, and I am comfortable with it. It has been used, so it has already been broken in. A new bike can surprise me. It will be the same model but it will be a completely new bike that will need to go through the break in period. On the other hand, all components will be brand new, and this may be a positive. The optimist in me says that, maybe, I will like the new bike even more than the bike I am riding now.

If I ship Steve’s bike, the time I’ll have his bicycle available for my training will be reduced. If I buy a new one, I can keep riding Steve’s bike until the day of my departure… and I think I need to do that in order to be well prepared for the journey.

I am going back and forth on riding Steve’s bike or a new one. I guess I need to create a good T chart with the pros and cons and make a decision.

I will keep you posted.

Windsor Tourist