Making the Ordinary Come Alive

There has not been much happening in my career.
Last year, I took a career break towards a transition.
I left all my academic pursuits till then as everything began to be felt like knowledge- for-knowledge-sake. Research and classroom experience of teaching literature began to be drifting increasingly away from human beings, towards airy, pretentious contemplations.
I chose to quit and build a space to utilize all my gifts to transform knowledge into actionable wisdom that directly benefits human beings.
Yet, nothing much was happening on the outside.
I doubted, often, whether I am losing a grip of the ways I thought I should be of use to the people around. I feared that I am shrinking farther away from everything I believed I can be; once when I relentlessly pursued my intellect.
I felt like I am caught in some deep dark, sea, whose shores are unknown and far-off.
However, on the inside of my home, beside me, a little boy has been growing up fast.
Without even realizing it, in the times when I worried that I was not “efficient”, “productive” and “earning a steady income”, I had been helping the ordinary moments come alive for him.
With his mother beside as he savors the joy of simply being, I hope he grows up to have a self that that loves and accepts itself, while lovingly accommodating those around him.
God! I have been making precious memories!
All the work I intend to do for the humans around, start with this little human that came through me.
This little human who constantly keeps me in awe.
This little human who helps me to know MYSELF better.
I am here, in the NOW.
I learn to be PRSENT and SLOW.