Even as we progress on the journey of self-revelation, casting away, one by one, the old definitions now pretty much useless, we still cling, albeit unconsciously, to our various notions of significance: (a) that we are achieving worthwhile goals, (b) that we are becoming a receptacle better able to serve the needs of humanity,

(c) that our understanding of possibilities is ever deeper and wider, and (d) that our compassion for others is selfless and discerning. And so on. All these are easily recognizable to those on the inner journey as we cover our tracks with careers, families and citizenship.

On this journey we have already become accustomed to casting off the illusions that sustained us as we sleep walked through life. Those cultural, political and religious constructs that were taught to us as children: as they fall off the wagon on the bumpy ride to self-discovery, we see those attachments as anchors that kept us from sailing through open waters. And now that we are, more or less, flying free, we feel empowered, not only to explore further, but to just be ourselves without the cultural restraints we used to think impossible to circumvent.

I have found the pleasures and joys of flying free these past thirty years or so quite incomparable. The bliss of being body and belief system free cannot be matched.