Where the warm wind blows
Not because there has been nothing to write about. But because there simply has been too much. And at such times, the formation of words can feel premature, cumbersome and unnatural.
I am learning that thoughts need time to mature and space to gain clarity. And life sometimes needs to be understood in silence. Silence – that essential prerequisite for every true seeker. Silence – that very excellent teacher.
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing there is a field. I’ll meet you there. When the soul lies down in that grass, the world is too full to talk about.” ~ Rumi
I was back home in Malaysia and Singapore for the last two months. It was an extraordinary journey. Not just in miles but in witnessing great frontiers unfolding within. Home is where we unlock the mysteries of our hearts. Home is where the warm wind blows. We all need to go home sometimes.
Thank you to all of you who wrote to check in on me during my absence. To know that you cared touched me deeply. Being remembered by so many of you brought me an unexpected joy. My heart was solaced.
I eagerly await with pleasure your wonderful familiar faces once again. And a warm welcome to those who have just come by. I so much look forward to getting to know you. And I wish you all a very Happy New Year.
* These photos were taken at my parents’ home in Kulim, Malaysia.