The Power of Purpose (Notes on class 5)
Last night was so beautiful. It feels like we’ve crossed a mark. After the presencing exercise, when I came back to the room, 
there was such flow, such peace and gentleness coming from you all.
I worked so hard all day and I was concerned that I wouldn’t be grounded enough.
Before I left my room at 6:59 to join you all, it stood so clearly in my mind, perhaps in my heart - that other mind - that there was nothing to do, other than to be guided by my inner wisdom. Nothing to make work, or take in hand, only to surrender and trust.
It seems nothing can stand in the way. It seems that, while I might lose my balance, the purpose doesn’t. At times, it supports me like a kind mentor. Other times it gives me the lift of passion. I have never felt less alone in my life. This expression that comes forth as I teach is my constant companion. It doesn’t feel like an identity, but like the true nature of the being I seem to be.
I’m so aware of the constant presence of gratitude towards you, the students. You provide the container for the expression of this purpose. You make it so easy with your goodwill. I know you are there for your own purposes, first, and foremost. And that is only right. I am there to facilitate the delivery of what you seek. That is the beauty: That in all of us a higher purpose seems to intersect and harmonize us with each other. It is the latest reminder of the elegant symmetry of life and its unfolding.
Namaste,
India