On the first dawn of 2009 I find myself having breakfast with Professor Luh Ketut Suryani, at her family compound in Denpasar, Bali. She has stayed up all night to welcome the new sun through an impromptu group-meditation session at Sanur beach. Yet, unlike me, she is full of positive energy, with her 65 year-old-eyes radiating the morning’s tropical warmth, in majesty and elegance.
“I feel blessed!”, I finally gather the courage to admit to her. “I feel blessed, because yesterday night I witnessed the birth of a new religion.”
She smiles at me. The Professor – although a prolific writer, with over 100 articles and books under her pen – never talks a lot. Yet each word she summons comes straight from the spiritual kaleidoscope of her soul.
“I only ask them to follow their dreams.” she replies, and her words vibrate the coffee in my hands.
Follow their dreams… Follow their dreams…
Just like she had done; just like she always does.