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An encouraging hand

An encouraging hand

I believe we all have the feeling of apprehension at times and for me that’s especially true when I have to leave what has become my comfort zone. It is said that growth doesn’t happen in a environment of comfort…so I’m going to depart that comfortable place and head into the unknown.

Last year while I was searching around for a Sikhi event I could attend, I found one called Singhs camp in Toronto Canada. I thought “that would be cool, a mens faith retreat.” I contacted an acquaintance of mine…the only Sikh individual I had any real contact with and asked him if this is something I should attend as I don’t speak Punjabi or read Gurmukhi. I have never been to a Gurdwara as the one I made phone contact with said, and I quote “Don’t waste your time, we do’t do anything in English and we don’t teach here”. He told me that I could go but may have a hard time keeping up but he didn’t discourage me. That being said I didn’t attend. Fast forward to two weeks ago, I follow a lot of Sikh related pages on Facebook and I saw a post from Singhs Camp advertising the camp this year and posted that I couldn’t attend this year but hoped they all had a good time. Honestly I didn’t give it much thought after that but the other day I saw that I had received a message asking why I couldn’t attend…I was quite shocked actually. Someone from the Sikh community actually reached out to me? I’m not sure if Jaspaul really knows how much that meant to me but it was huge.

After some brief messenger discussions I have decided to attend this year. Kind of a big deal as I currently don’t possess a passport (haven’t since I retired from the military), haven’t traveled internationally on a civilian aircraft since I retired and of course like most people have to scrape up the funds for said travel. Those are the easy things, then there’s the “I have no idea what I’m doing, have never worn a pagri, can’t speak Panjabi or read Gurmukhi, haven’t experienced any Sikh worship in person although I watch live feeds regularly on the internet etc, etc, etc.”

“Life happens!” is what I’m trying to say and sometimes all it takes is a kind word and a encouraging hand to help you to the place you should be.

Thank you from the bottom of my heart to Jaspaul Sing for reaching out and giving me that little nudge I needed.

Toronto…HERE I COME!!!

The truth...

The truth...

What's in a word?

What's in a word?