We all say that to ourselves. The question is: when do you say it? Do you say it when you are being rejected, failing, stuck, panicked, overwhelmed or alone? Or do you say it when you’re engaged, winning, changing things and are in the groove? Because the more you rehearse this feeling; this saying, the more it’s going to happen. We get what we expect. And we expect what we get. The easiest way to change this cycle is to alter the scale we play in. If you keep failing at the big stuff, it’s worth honing the habit of succeeding at the small stuff first. And if you’re finding yourself in a rut, a cycle of failure, walk away from that series of projects and find a new field to plant your seeds in. Advertisements
Sometimes one dip changes your smile and temperature. It takes you then to places that can only be created in dreams through memories ofcourse. You walk long looking at forms, colours, patterns, walls, speculating age, sounds of children and cows, of burning dead trees and water ripples, hearing bodies visually and later language. Sometimes a small reaction changes the whole tail of events. Sometimes the start was the only end. But the dip is important. Because that is the door to nature. And nature is within.
Cambodia has started to settle inside. It is hot. It is winters. Busy. Open. Moving slowly moving. Women are seen carrying diverse forms in small ranges. Many have come out of their regions. Smiling. Warm. Seim Reap. Cambodians have a strong family sense. Rafael is a good man. He is divorced. I met a woman cycling and then we cycled together to the river. She is going through her divorce too. Ben with whom I played ping pong yesterday sat in gloom. It was a hugh dip in energy from last night. I walked up to him just like that to say hi. He was in the English Navy. He told me he had never gone to India but assured me that he thinks he spent three months under ground in Indian Ocean not far from India. Then one day he got hit by Psoriasis Vulgaris and boom ! Boom !Psoriasis is a skin disorder that causes skin cells to multiply up to 10 times faster than normal. I could not sit, I could not sleep,.I …
In one of my travels a sage asked me, what is the measure of happiness? I tried guessing but I could have never known ? As I softly asked him to please stop smiling only, and say. He took his time. And said the true measure of happiness is the average of sunrise and sunsets a man sees divided by days of life. Sometimes it feels inappropriate but it is kind of apt.
Sometimes from somewhere a may be comes. Now may be is hope. It is told to you if you can run till a point you might catch what you are seeking. The time is limited. You have no idea of the way. Your resolve at first will be far from achieving it. But in the now you start running. But you realize that light has started getting darker. The steps are uneven. Some slopes. Some roses with thorns of autumn. Some puzzles to make the way interesting. If you then just gain that rhythm of not merely running but enjoying the performance of just being. Using body and mind just as a tool. That when you will even reach. There will be no one to clap. But the rewards are going to be so multiple from all the oxytocin that you created with your thoughts, with your lungs. That whole space will start treating you as you are his own. Quietly.
Haar nahi Manunga
Raar nahi Thanunga