The other day I had a dream. I jumped off something very, very high up in the sky. Maybe a cloud. Maybe even heavens. I jumped off right into an unimaginably deep, steep free fall. Without parachute, yet totally fearless. I just knew nothing could happen to me. But then, suddenly, out of nowhere, doubt crept it.
So I’ve been marinating in this new situation of mine for a few weeks now. I had lots of time to think, and more importantly, to take care of myself. I’ve indulged in hours and hours of sleep – I had a whole lot of catching up to do – and added more and more healthy components to my diet and life style. I’m flushing out the old. I’m decluttering. Internally and externally. Where is that going to lead me? I still don’t know.
It’s been about three months since I wrote that last post on living the question. And you know what? Rilke was right. When you do live the question long enough, you will eventually live into the answer. I didn’t quite believe it when I wrote it but I certainly wanted it to be true. Now, im right in it – in living the answer. And surely enough, as Rilke predicted, I didn’t even realize it when it happened.
Sometimes we don’t have to look for answers. The answers come looking for us. This is what happened to me the other day. I had just published my last post when Val showed up. She hardly ever leaves without leaving a thoughtful comment and this time she left something even more precious: a little nudge. The simple fact that she had commented on my post made me look up her latest ones. Which led me straight to Mooji. And this in turn led me to a beautiful quote that has been with me since.