Its still unclear to me whether the group of people that traveled throughout India with Shantum Seth were the most passive individuals that could be assembled to travel together, or whether we were near-Boddhisatvas living in the minute and continually feeling filled by the present moment and the constant visual, auditory and tactile stimulation of the journey. In any case, this was a group that could sit for hours on buses in strange, unfamiliar areas rarely asking where we were or where we were going. This happened, day in and day out, throughout the interfaith journey organized by Shantum. When the bus stopped, after hours of travel, the travelers rarely got up until Shantum announced, "Friends, we have arrived!" It truly was a magical mystical journey.