How do we define sanity and who are we to judge? In my life, I have experienced a lot. Enough to believe in the power of prayer. Enough to believe in existence of God/Creator/Universe. I have seen many people taking the spiritual pass in many different ways. Some seem more amazing and odd then others; and yet always scary for me.
One such pass is my father's pass. He is a monk and has dedicated his life to God. Watching him go through enormous transformation was and still is a mystery. How can one person dedicate himself or herself to such a pass? Where did he get his strength to face rejection and many questions? How did he keep the glimpse of sanity when others labeled him as insane?
My experience of growing up next to my father is a strong engraving in my memory. It is an image that I have rejected as a child and a teenager. Yet, as an adult I question my values as I am walking along my own spiritual pass. Was my father not as insane as I believed? Were his experiences real? Will I be labeled as insane by people around me, if I make similar choices?
Suddenly the boundaries of sanity have moved. Without the boundaries I feel insecure. My ego is keen to go back to the old habits and false sense of security. However, there is no way back...
Sunday, October 5, 2008
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