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Voyager - December
2007
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The Path of
Transformation
Ankur
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I was merely a
spectator, albeit of that spectacular crescendo of fireworks that enlightened
the Thames in the first minutes of the 21st century. I was a spectator in my
life too. Just watching it bounce along in no particular direction. Of course I
did have direction, but it was from work and others. My life was being directed
by others; I was just fitting in, to their show. What was I getting out of my
life? Where was I going?
I was a bank
manager. A hard-working, focussed, stressed and thoroughly pissed-off bank
manager. I had a ‘good’ job and I played hard too, but I was (very) slow in
realising that I didn’t have a Life. I was merely a distant and powerless
observer of my existence, as it slid aimlessly down a slippery slope. I was
devoid of feeling, unknown to joy, and had never been truly ‘in love’. And I
was a complete stranger to the values of peace and fulfilment. Plus I was lost
in the maze that is the corporate jungle…
And then it all
changed.
Within months I
had a choice to make. Move to another role with the bank or take a redundancy. I
thought, I analysed (‘cos that’s what I did best), I thought again, and from
somewhere I found uncertain courage to take the money and run. And run I did.
Well actually I stumbled a bit at first. But once in my stride I ran and ran and
ran. For six years, through over 50 countries and across six continents
(Antarctica still eludes me).
Along the way I
ended up in India and thought that I would take in an ashram for a week just
because… well, to see what it was like and to try something different (I had
never meditated before). And luckily I found a fellow traveller to drag me along
to one, although not without a stack of reservations on my part about...
everything.
So what was it
like? Like getting up at 5.30am to do a one-hour very active meditation, then a
shower, then a one-hour very silent meditation, and that was all before
breakfast. And then meditate some more during the morning, more in the afternoon
and some more in the evening. And they were the easy bits! I struggled with the
numerous petty rules – you must wear a robe, and it must be this colour during
the day… and this colour in the evening (more stuff to buy)… and only this
colour trunks in the swimming pool… and use this payment card in the day but
only this one in the evening and… AAAAAAARGGG! Plus it was very expensive by
Indian standards and I was a backpacker on a budget. Now suddenly submerged and
lost in a bewildering world, rules stalked me - openly, money flowed worryingly
quickly from ATM to ashram, and the only thing I was ‘Being’, was totally
confused. For five long days I fought and struggled bravely with these
multi-headed monsters. And then tragedy! I was shocked to learn that my mind,
which I had considered to be my ultra reliable and dependable sidekick ‘til
then, was actually the sworn enemy of meditation and even that it wasn’t me at
all! By now my world was gyrating uncertainly.
Sure, there was
value in the meditations, and some of the multitude of multi-day courses looked
good if I could only understand what they were all about, but they were sooooo
expensive… and anyway, I was only there a week, so no time for that. But it was
playing on my mind – if indeed it was my mind? Confusion reigned.
I was just
about to book my tickets for ‘elsewhere’ when my resistance suddenly ceased! It
was the calm after the storm. OK so maybe the clothes weren’t totally ridiculous
and everyone else wore them, and besides I had bought them now. And comparing
the ashram prices to those in UK made it a little easier to swallow. In these
terms, maybe it wasn’t sooo bad. But that lead to a new dis-ease around there
being nothing now to stop me carrying on and ‘doing stuff’ here. The meditating
felt good, and I somehow felt a desperate need to do these courses. And I
realised I needed some help, so ‘I’ could look at ‘me’ - was this a ridiculous
concept? Could I really broaden my vision and shed the narrow view I had held
all my life? And for the first time ever, could I challenge myself, challenge
what I thought, connect with my feelings, have emotions, feel true love and
discover who I really was? Now I was getting scared!
And that is
when my journey really began.
I stayed a
month, I had to move on because my visa was running out, but the seed had been
sewn. I had only scratched the surface, but at least I now knew where to dig.
And just 12 months later I was back, this time for four months. Many hours of
meditation, numerous courses, much pain and self-discovery later I emerged a
very different person: with emotion, with a heart, with an awareness of true
self and a new level of self-esteem. I experienced the qualities of joy, peace
and total fulfilment that are my true self and can just feel how incredible it
is to be in that space. I was not complete though, these were just the first few
steps, but I had found a path….
And as well as
going back to that ashram, further steps on my journey have included studying
NLP, Life Coaching and Enlightenment Intensive work which I now combine with my
experience for my new roles in life, as a Spiritual Coach and Meditation Teacher
– my path it seems, is also to help others discover themselves.
So am I still a
spectator of my life? Yes, I certainly am. But I am no longer looking from afar.
I am looking from the inside, at the inside, aware of who I am and how I feel in
every moment (well… most of them); and I realise that I am responsible for my
own feelings and behaviour and I have real choices about my future. I am finally
scripting my own show.
Now with new
Openness and Awareness, I constantly seek the courage to Allow and Accept
whatever is there. Just trying to be connected with myself and be real in every
moment is an enormous challenge, which I relish simply because I can feel the
benefits in every moment. I create my own reality – and my intention is always
to do that from the blissful space of my True Self.
© Ankur 2007
Ankur made the transformation from Bank Manager to Spiritual Coach during a seven-year journey, through over 50 countries.
This inner path of self-discovery and awareness led to a new life, free from the
constraints and conditioning he had previously believed to be himself, and
brought a connection with the Joy, Peace, Love and Fulfilment that is his true
self. He is qualified in Life Coaching, NLP, Time Line Therapy and
Enlightenment / Awareness Intensive Work (the search for true self).