Someone writes to Mooji to say that they are at a point where they feel the only meaningful thing in their life is to wake up, but they’ve just started a college program and worry that this desire is a kind of laziness in disguise.
Moojibaba explains that if you start something with a genuine joy and love, why should it drop away when you start to wake up? If anything, it should be more infused with love. Your worldly responsibilities are just what they are, they take their reading from you. Nothing is wrong with the thing, but your thinking is not good.
How can the inquiry, which is the light of life itself, lead you into a state of mental confusion and depression?