The Guru

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“Who or what is your guru?”

This question from my ayurveda course professor led to an inspiring discussion today.

The student and the guru

I’ve lived my life with a set of given truth defined by ‘guru’ – saints and holy scriptures. That is until recently, the small but significant part of me reckoned that truth is personal and one’s truth can be inspired by but can not be prescribed by other people, let alone books.

But, staying in Ayurjeevan Ayurveda, in the middle of those who sought to be healed led me to one notion: truth can be one’s purpose but can NOT be the goal of one’s life; truth lies in one’s effort of seeking, journey, learning.

When I travel, explore and learn from a person – no matter smart and spiritual – his/her truth resides in his/her own consciousness; I can only learn how he/she arrived at and live his/her truth. Learning one’s truth is an opportunity for me to reflect on, challenge, redefine and live with my own truth, if there’s any.

So my answer to the professor was, “My guru is nobody or nothing. My guru is everybody and everything. I am my guru and my disciple.”

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