Ready for the Release

Unsettled is the best word for it. I am sitting at a cafe in Muscat, the same cafe where I brought myself to the decision to move on, to once again begin living my life through the guidance of my Soul... contemplating. Contemplating my search for understanding here, a search that at times was fruitful, and other times futile. Professionally, so much made sense in Oman. The regional development, embodied by the hyper-development of Dubai... The professional possibilities for AIESEC, and the sensible opportunities that it opens up for the students here... My personal and profound dedication to see to it that I did everything in my power for its success... The practical experience of developing a chapter of an international organization, and figuring intrinsically into its global leadership... What did not make sense, never truly so, was what my Soul could see.

I have struggled to characterize what I have been experiencing inside for some time now. Is it good, is it bad? Did I fail, did I succeed? It all depends on what the terms are.

Overall, I can already say that I am happy I made the decision to come to Oman. I hope to start to see the rewards coming gradually. I am equally happy to have made the decision to move on to other endeavors. What I am about to release to is an experience that is even more unknown to me. What destinations will it bring me to - not physically, but mindfully, spiritually... Soulfully.

My decision to go with Amie to India to study yoga for six weeks makes no logical sense when I look at it with my analytical mind. When I allow my Soul to guide me, it simply is... right.