I had my presentation of my thesis topic to a body of my peers yesterday (I served Marc's coffee) and it went well. I would have liked more feedback, but I suppose that is for my thesis adviser and I to work out. But I am off on a tangent.
When we feel as if we have been lost, and then found, should we look back? I seem to be looking back instead of forward. I feel myself searching for the lesson among the chaos of culture shock and group dynamic. Maybe I am still in love with Auroville.
When once you have loved, you are never the same, and you are always heartbroken. Okay, I am always heartbroken... at least in an optimistic way. Auroville gave me hope. Working with Marc, and getting to listen to a farmer's story was extremely inspiring. He is extremely passionate and full of the life he gives his coffee. I am eagerly looking forward to brewing his coffee in the brew competition this month.
lessons I have learned in the chaos:
1) dreams are what we make of them
2) fears and concerns come out of consensus, but that doesn't mean it is not a useful process
3) leaders are not always recognizable, and maybe it is better that way
4) life is too short to wait to retire
my new goal: open a cafe in five years.