On the road, detouring through a new town that these eyes have never seen, still there is a knowing, a recognition of something that has not changed with the clocking of kilometers.
Nothing here is new. Nothing here is not known. Nothing here is separate. There is an alive freshness, though not a strangeness. There is a sameness.
Actually, it’s been that way the whole trip; something has stayed the same, all the way from Brampton; it was just made so much more obvious when seeing new objects in a new town. A vastness, peace, and joy comes with this eternal, unchanging recognition. This is true wherever you go; check it out for yourself. (Odessa, Ontario, June 2, 2014.)
Wherever you go, there you are ~ Jon Kabat-Zinn