One, Two, Three…

As a Human Resource professional working with corporate I have associated my work with efficiency and being resourceful. Somewhere along the way the needle moved towards ‘resource’ and slightly away from ‘human’ part. I began to subconsciously de-link my emotion at work, rather I became comfortable in that space.
Everything happens for a reason- as a calling a chance meeting with peer group from Apac countries, with a workshop by a facilitator on ‘mindfulness journey’ led to a discussion on – Conscious Reality (Conscious)- Dreaming (Sub-Conscious) – Sentient Essence (Essence Consciousness). The conversations ranged from ‘the real world’ to ‘body signals, connection of inner to outer’ to ‘quantum wave function, the root of who you are’.
I walked out of that interaction thinking – I wasn’t even supposed to be here and yet here I am experiencing all those feelings, emotions-thinking and reflecting, in all it left me wanting for more. Curious is what I was. I came back with a desire to move away from advocacy in my role to be conscious in all my interactions.
Few months later another spur of the moment (or so it was meant to be…) –I want to invest in myself thought, a conversation with a colleague, a short call and I landed at the doorstep of the coaching as a journey. And so it began…as I set to unlearn, learn, invent and re-invent myself first and to realize the potential of ‘I’ in relation to everything around me , saying that my perspective began to change is an understatement. All those English language vocabulary I so conveniently used earlier began to form true meaningful sense to me in some ways. Every small event/incident led me to ponder, reflect and realize…
As a parent to a 4 year old, I always saw a tiny human being making its space in the world/environment we called home and life. I was acutely aware (or so I thought so far…) and sensitive towards that little human’s communication and perception of the world around. Imagine a world from a 100cm height and with no set definitions and rules. I was learning and growing with my daughter.
On a day climbing down the stair case with her, as she enjoys jumping down on the stairs holding our hands – we merrily count ‘one, two and three..’ (she skips steps and jumps). We giggle, chatter and continue this skip and jump. As I absentmindedly continue the count one, two and three…she slips n falls…Gasp! After a brief cajoling, reflective lecturing on how she should be careful, chiding on that’s exactly why I discourage the skipping steps game etc etc (parental paranoia you see) – I breathe, relax and continue climbing down.
As an afterthought a moment later I ask her – “why did you slip and fall, aren’t you concentrating?”
She looks at me straight in the eye and says “But I was still at ‘two’ in my mind Mumma…”
Shocked at what I heard I begun to reflect – isn’t it true- I did not even consider where she was in her mind…
Are we really conscious?
……and my journey continues.