The traffic was rather easy that morning. I was on my way to buy some food to bring home. I stopped at the red light. The car on my right stopped, too, despite being on the lane for those who want to make a U-turn. The cars behind it honked repeatedly. It would not buldge. Another ordinary weekend morning in town.
Corporates often have their values defined. A couple of weeks ago, I pondered about mine. I posed the question of values and waited for words to jump up for me.
The word was: Clean. Continue reading
There we were once again. Entangled in the never-ending conversation (lucky me!) about what to do in life. How to be. That everlasting question of what our role is in the Universe.
Sometimes I wonder whether we would get tired of asking these questions and start being – or perhaps the asking is part of the being, part of the becoming. Anyway, back to the storyline.
“You are a consultant. You provide counsel,” you commented.
“Yeah, well, in what, though?” I responded, with that all-too-familiar fleeting doubt for self. A lightning response from the head.
“In a lot of things. In anything,” you said, lightly and confidently. There was some truth in what you said. You made sense. As always. You made sense to me.
I let your response seep below the superficial intricate labyrinth of thoughts. I could feel an interior change of gear. A more genuine response surfaced.
“I can only tell you what I hear,” I heard myself saying, with intent.
That response stays with me even until today. Continue reading