Solitude

I feel the abyss of aloneness when contemplation seeps in. It is nauseous-like and I start asking myself why am I so daunted? I am used to aloneness. My environment breeds aloneness. My lifestyle subscribes to aloneness. My social network is a necessity to relate to people and does not compensate for aloneness Aloneness has always been my life journey.

Just these few days, I came to a halt at the bus-stop of aloneness. I felt the intensity and started to rationalize. We are used to be alone-less with the constant flow of distractions of various means. Our family and friends make up the nucleus of our being. We juggle between them and seek solace when we are afflicted with pain and setbacks in life. The cycle goes on.

Solitude is not loneliness. It is a soliloquy that emerges as positive and constructive for our mental state. It winnows our thoughts to regain perspective. It rejuvenates our being and makes us feel wholesome and alive. It permeates our web of distractions and challenges to decelerate our daily life that is dictated by regimented schedules.

As we reflect in solitude, we will feel the peace and appreciate the deep silence that rises to calm our mind. It is threshold towards a sustaining and rewarding relating with our true inner friend.

Language of the Universe

The events of 2015 have been eventful. I have celebrated and witnessed the few Chinese traditions from Spring Festival in February, Dragon Boat Festival in June to the 7th month Ghost Festival between August and September. The mid-Autumn Festival is just round the corner on September 27. The sweetest part is that I have experienced them in different cities of the world. After being devoid of such celebrations for decades, I have been wheeled back to the region of my motherland.

My life in 2015 has been intrinsically experiential and mindfully challenging. In the language of the mind, I would want to climb to the pole of destruction and never would want to land on my feet. I would want to be suspended and let life stop. Let all the blessed good that have happened be buried by the series of blows of one major setback. But this mind therapy is ineffectual.

Change is such a powerful phenomenon. We can either embrace it and be open to uncertainty or evade it and remain unchanged. Change is a hidden spice to add flavor to our life. It forces us to accept the reality as it is and move on and reconnect with the "what is"now! The "what is" now comprises of decisions followed by actions that encompass the execution of the change. Evading change is like asking time to stand still while we continue to be self-consumed in the pseudo reality that things are still the same. How much time would have been wasted in this impasse?  

As I grow older in number, I realize that time is truly sacred and it is speeding by. I choose to do my best meaningfully and be prepared for the worst. There is no time to be a hapless victim of circumstances. The language of the Universe is such that if we want something so badly, it will conspire and help us to the very end. Fear and fretfulness are stemmed out from insecurity and leaving our comfort zone. Each step further from our comfort zone, is one step closer to the Universe.