For stubborn personalities like me, meaningful messages come to mind at moments I least expect them such as in the toilet or when I’m trying to sleep. I get inspiration when my mind is lulled by ritualistic processes that release certain hormones. However, I try to separate massage time from guidance time. I prefer to use massage time as peaceful and restful sleep time.

Lately the messages ask that I release objects that block my letting go of my old self. After all there is just enough space in our condo. But then I have to check that I don’t rock the boat for Emil. I’m a minimalist but Emil doesn’t enjoy sorting out things and discarding them. He thinks of the future utility of things always. Just in case!

People? It’s not that easy for an introvert like me to let go of people. Some clearly are no longer part of the lifestyle I have chosen. My Monkey Mind keeps afresh memories of those who have wronged me – the pettier the reasons the harder to let go if only to rehash the narrative with a happy ending. Those who have crossed me in the academe are far easier to forgive; the wounds are intellectualized and sanitized. It’s as though there is honor in having been wounded by the educated. Continue reading →