Noticing that it was getting late, Julian quickly told me he would take his leave and bid me adieu.
"You can't leave now, Julian. I'm really pumped to hear the wisdom you learned in the Himalayas and the message you promised your teachers you would bring back to the West. You can't leave me in suspense — you know I can't stand it."
"I'll be back, rest assured, my friend. You know me, once I start telling a good story I just can't stop. But you have your work to do, and I have some private matters that need to be taken care of."
"Just tell me one thing then. Will the methods you learned in Sivana work for me?"
"When the student is ready, the teacher appears," came the swift reply. "You, along with so many others in our society, are ready for the wisdom I now have the privilege of holding. Every one of us should know the philosophy of the sages. Every one of us can benefit by it. Every one of us must know of the perfection that is their natural state. I promise I will share their ancient knowledge with you. Have patience. I will meet you again tomorrow night, this time at your house. Then I'll tell you all that you need to know to put far more living into your life. Is that fair?"
"Yeah, I guess if I've done without it all these years, waiting another twenty-four hours won't kill me," I responded with disappointment.
And with that, the master litigator turned enlightened yogi of the East was gone, leaving me with a mind full of unanswered questions and unfinished thoughts.
Excerpt from The Monk Who Sold His Ferrari
by Robin Sharma, www.robinsharma.com