Leaving The Capsule
It is easy
for the mind to indulge.
The opposite is also easy,
to renounce.
To move to the extreme
is easy for the mind.
To remain in the middle,
exactly in the middle,
is the most difficult thing
for the mind because
it is suicide for the mind.
The mind dies in the middle
and no-mind arises.
— Osho
Thursday the pale light effuses State Street outside of the window here in Geneva. This will be my last day in business. Move out day, when the computers are disconnected, the servers cease their function, and the remaining office furniture is moved out the door. After forty some years the company that has been the context for a life will be physically removed from a physical space. A big aspect of who I have become has been formed by my relationship to this space, by the routine, the rhythm of meeting customers needs and assisting contractors. Today is a fold-point in time. Change is constant, and today I know more personally that each of us is a voyager on a wide river of time.
I am a human “oddity” (all humans are odd, each in his/her own way) on a planet that circles a sun, one star of millions in a gigantic rotating galaxy. There are many galaxies. My head spins, like a laughing child on its first merry-go-round ride.
Today I laugh and shed a tear at the same time.
