Government regulations required that I had to leave Nepal in May, and I won’t be able to return until next year 2026. The long-term work visa we had hoped for wasn’t possible. So for now, I’m saying ‘see you later’ to a place—and to people—that have become like family.
Over the past eighteen months, across two extended visits, I’ve lived, worked, and grown alongside the students, teachers, and staff of Bramha Kunja School in Kathmandu. This isn’t just a school. It’s a living, breathing community full of light, spirit, and resilience. It became a second home. And the goodbyes… well, they were unforgettable.
On my last day, I was honored with a farewell that felt surreal: nearly 500 students and teachers lined up in two rows, and I walked through their outstretched hands—one high-five, one tear, one smile at a time. It reminded me that love, when freely given, leaves an echo far beyond the classroom.
This short video isn’t really about me. It’s about what becomes possible when we show up with presence, purpose, and an open heart.
This journey reminded me of something I now believe with even greater clarity:
Transformation is real. But without truth, it’s just decoration.
You have to want it. Chase it.
Sit still in silence—and also show up in the noise.
Sometimes, transformation is found sitting beneath a bodhi tree with no screen in sight, just breath and breeze. Other times, it’s found in the chaos of 400 children laughing and learning—and somehow, serenity rises in their joy.
Whatever shape it takes, it always comes back to the questions:
Who am I becoming?
Am I making a difference?
Ralph Waldo Emerson said it best:
“The purpose of life is not to be happy. It is to be useful, to be honorable, to be compassionate… to have it make some difference that you have lived and lived well.”
That’s what I tried to do.
To everyone at Bramha Kunja, thank you—for your trust, your joy, your love.
And to those reading or watching:
May you be reminded of the sacred power of compassion—and the ripple it leaves behind.
