I recently came across a post on the Facebook timeline of Korkut Keskiner, one of the authors for The Wise…

Everyone has expectations from those on the path to enlightenment. Some expect them to be serious at all costs, and others expect them to be thin, asexual, vegetarian, and/or teetotal. I guess I have a long way to go, because I don’t fit with any of these descriptions. I, however, have my own expectation from those who are “enlightened”: Just stop finding people and things odd and judging or disdaining them…

I smiled when I read this. I hear such expressions of expectation from time to time, but it has nothing to do with expectations in my daily life. As regards seriousness, all your expectations would be washed away if you saw my face. Do I have a slim body? Well, I was a plump man of 240 pounds not long ago. As a Scorpio, asexuality is also against my nature. I absolutely adore beautiful women, and I love to flirt all day long. I was actually scoffing meatballs when I saw Korkut Keskiner’s post.

I’m not really fond of alcohol, except for wine, but this doesn’t have anything to do with spirituality. I just don’t like the taste of most drinks. Besides, talking nonsense is one of my favorite pastimes. I have a part within me that’s beyond silly—you could kid me on all you want. I can get angry at the speed of light but subside just as quickly.

Speaking of anger, eating a mediocre meal when I’m ravenous or overcharged really throws me off. I still have fears that I repeatedly try to embrace and accept, and I haven’t transcended the mundane life or matured enough to ascend to the heavens.

I still judge, deny, and find things odd. I may have an advantage here, because I realize what I’ve just done and can go deeper into that rather quickly, but that’s it. It’s a kind of therapy for me, though. I could spend my entire life like this, and no one would ever question me as long as I only judge myself… These things bother me like pebbles in my shoes, and that’s the only reason why I struggle with them…

In short, I still have a long way to go. I’m simply who and what I am, with a gift for frustrating expectations as well. That’s me…

To Korkut Keskiner and his wise words…