In School, I was told to participate in each race, run as fast as I could and aim to cross the finish line first . I wish someone had mentioned that the Race was long. Sometimes I would be ahead, sometimes I would be behind. And ultimately it would be only with myself!

Growing up, I was always told to chase my dreams. I wish I was also thought to sit still, breathe, let go and connect with my inner self.

I was told to be competitive, work hard, have a stable career and save for a rainy day. I wish I was also taught to stop and smell the roses, lie on the grass and glance at the drifting clouds, appreciate the blushing sunrise and revel in the crimson sunsets. To live in this present moment rather than be constantly planning for the future.

My mentors taught me to love my family, my country and my fellow beings. I wish I was taught to first connect with my own consciousness from which stemmed the font of universal love and eternal gratitude. I wish someone had told me that it was not wrong to love and respect my self just as much.

I was trained to score optimum grades at school. I wish I was also trained to be just as eager to help others succeed and be generous with my time and effort to help my fellow classmates achieve their own goals.

I have mastered the art of being focused, setting deadlines and achieving targets. I wish I was taught to let go at times, to let my mind drift and to harness the most imaginative answers from the depths of my consciousness.

Sciences taught me the how’s, History taught me the why’s, Geography showed me my place in this world. I wish I was also made aware of the Universal Truth – That the Spirit soared and the Mind Evolved in the ‘Not Knowing’ of life’s greater mysteries! Because from this uncertainty sprung the cosmic dance of endless possibilities and the manifestation of the Soul’s true purpose!

I was taught to be disciplined and do as I was told. I wish that I was also given opportunities to wander aimlessly and to build my trust in my own instincts which seldom leads me astray!

I was taught to pay attention and stay focused on the Blackboard. I wish we were equally encouraged at times, to stare out of the window and dream, to let our imaginations run wild and to become acutely aware of the inner voice and the faint vibrations of the vast universe.

 

 

 

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