22. Report - 28/11/21 - Role model & play with the truth

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I slept a long time in the temple of the priestly family. The next day, however, I am not feeling well. Dizzy I trot through light rain showers in the direction of Aliyar Dam. Someone had written down an address and said that it would come to a temple where pilgrims could spend several days free of charge.

By arriving there, I am amazed at the aesthetic areal and good organization of the "Temple of Conciousness". In the entrance area of ​​the reception there is a painting with the portrait of the founder Vetathiri Maharishi. His charisma touches me in the heart. I don't think I've ever seen a picture of someone I need to be so close to. The special thing is the beautiful smile all over his face. - Something invites me to look like this face.

Vetathiri Maharishi

But there is an unpleasant surprise: I cannot stay for free. The minimum is 500 rupees per day including meals in a 7-bed room. And even worse: There are questions about my visa status, which currently does not meet the current requirements. So I am accompanied to the administrative manager, who has a visit from a close family who saw me wandering that afternoon. But I'm not telling them the truth - not the current truth, but the truth that expired 10 days ago. The head of administration grants me one night on the house; Later I should speak to a person in charge who is responsible for the contacts with the non-Indians.


When I go out and am driven to my accommodation in a fancy battery car, I feel really bad! The half-truth is also noticeable as a painful lump in the lower abdomen. It is amazing how uncomfortably clear and painful such games with half-truths are.

A little later I'm sitting in the large meditation hall and looking at this new inner knot salad. I am also trying to track down concerns about the unresolved visa status.

It helps. Just observing inner reality works. Thanks be to Buddha and the Vipassana technique. Not only that I later confess my half-truth to the foreigners commissioner with joyful ease, but because of the question of residence and the consequences, confidence is noticeable. 

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