Paradise is not a place. It is a condition of the heart.

Some travel to all the world’s wondrous places and never truly arrive, for they go with a clenched heart that blinds them to the shallowed muting of their unusual life.

Others stay home yet arrive over and again to the most enchanting places and discoveries. For they live with a wide open heart that journeys ever beyond the body as a spirit in love with life.

Open your phenomenal heart. Travel beautifully.

Jaiya John, Fragrance After Rain