That’s what the entire spiritual process is about, collecting the airfare. So that you can rise up, otherwise, you stay crawling on the highway. Life is not so that you just remain a crawler, a creeper. Life is so that you can take off.
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Questioner: Acharya Ji, in today’s satsang many questions that we have received have come up from the mystical poetry of Lal Ded. Another one is asked by Vandita. She has quoted Lal Ded:
By the highway I came, But by the highway I return not. And so I find me still on the embankment, not having gone even half the way, And the day is done, the light has failed. I search my pockets but not a cowrie find: What shall I pay for the ferry fee?
~Lalleshwari
Seeker Vandita inquires.
Acharya Prashant: Sorry for interrupting the question. It does not matter. “By the highway I came.” What is the highway? The womb and the birth canal are the highway. What is the highway? That is used every day by millions. Everybody is using the same road. The birth canal is the highway. “By the highway I came.”
