Saying goodbye

Went back the library to close off this chapter of my life journey. I returned all that i needed to return, and ended the lingering threads with a quiet goodbye. “This will be the last time I am going to be in this office.”, i said to the space enclosure of the librarians. An atmosphere that was once familiar — distant, self-absorbed, cubicled — as i departed, my soul sighed, not of regret, not of grief…

During the short lunch with ex-colleagues, there were updates of the movement of other ex-colleagues and themselves.. except for me, no one mentioned anything about their lives, their values, what impacted on their inner lives… So it impressed upon me that I seemed to be speaking a foreign tongue. I was talking from my ’spirit’ – about meditation retreat, introspection, etc. I efforted in tuning to meet their frequency of talking about what’s obvious in the material world. I felt strange, very strange, but I comforted myself that I am normal in my social circles of buddhist practitioners, inner work journeyers, astral realms travellers and eco-health-conscious healers.

The sense of urgency intensified ever since i returned from Myanmar retreat, progressively reinforced by the many encounters with alternative healing modalities and new age thinkers. We do not have much time in life to allow being lulled to sleep, passing time and transiting in and out of consciousness.

Wake up! WAKE UP !

What’s of spirit ? What makes your heart beat and blood rush ? What’s your most secret dreams? What whispers into your ears every night before sleep, what wakes you up every morning? What fulfills you deeply and richly in your soul? How have you recognised you are larger than life ?

With this, I bid goodbye to cubicle life.

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