The end of a conversation…
I consider what has been said and then reply.
‘I remember becoming aware of the path my background had set me on and thinking… this is not my direction… this is not what I want to be doing with my life.’
My friend looks out across the wide river, watching the boat sail quietly by.
The reply emerges with a smile.
‘Yes, I know what you mean. Behaving in a certain way, acting according to those assumptions passed down from generations. All that.’
I nod and ask, ‘Nevertheless, the question remains – given the appalling mess we’re all in, what do I do?’
The answer comes.
‘You watch, you listen…patiently. No hurry. You inquire, you talk, you sit in silence… and maybe you write.’
The sun is going down and sounds of the approaching dusk are surrounding us.
Before long it will be dark.’
The beginning of a project…
The Revolution in Mind project has arisen out of this conversation.
