Big rivers allowed bigger settlements. Enhanced productivity gave humans sufficient resources to move beyond the primal survival question: How do the ones with the muscles provide food and protection to the ones with the breasts who give food and protection to the children? Spirituality was the result. People could pursue higher questions: Who are we? Why are we here? Where are we going?
The three rivers of civilization produced three streams of existential reflection. Enlightened travelers understand this. Such awareness helps them in relating to and learning from the people they meet on their journeys. Culture is like an iceberg. Food, art, clothes and music are just the visable tip that clues in the savvy trekker there is a huge reserve of meaning below the surface. Don't be a clueless traveler, obsessed with the tip but oblivious to the bulk of the mass.

A few years ago, there was a popular travel book by a major publishing company containing a laughably-ignorant blunder. The author journeyed to The Haida Gwaii Archipelago. Wandering a cemetary, he offered politically-correct musings on tombstone inscriptions. A white Anglican man's eulogy read "Gone on to heaven." The author ranted long and hard about how arrogant this was. He then contrasted such with the spiritual humility of an indigenous man whose marker simply read "I have fought the good fight."

I realize that spiritual illiteracy won't hurt an author's rep with the media. More likely, knowing anything about the Bible would make one a suspect of polygamy or snake-handling. (No matter how many women reject me, I refuse to handle my snake.) Nevertheless, let me boldly contend that travelers should make some effort to know before they go. Friends don't let friends travel stupid.
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