4 lines to rule them all

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Heres a visual representation of what your life looks like if you live above the statistical benchmark to the age of 80. Each square here represents one week at an average of 53 weeks per year To some this might seem morbid, but I find it fascinating, humbling. You see a box I see milestones; birth of a child. The passing of a loved one. Graduation. The first paycheck. Marriage. Happiness and sadness and everything in between all rolled into 4 lines connected together. I like to fill in each week as it passes, it serves the following purpose - acts as a reminder on how far I have to go, so I contemplate and reflect on mistakes to learn from them - helps in keeping my self aligned to my values and stick to my smaller seemingly mundane habits that will only benefit me in the long run (like staying active/ keeping relationships) - keeps me grounded on how much I do not know - a constant reminder on not to take small things too seriously as it will all eventually come to an end - lastl...

Coming to terms with the nature of the abode

Sadness - Grief - Ungratefulness -Victimhood - The counter to all is Joy. Internal Joy. Regardless of situation

A lot of these feelings that arise in daily life primarily seem to be a manifestation of the expectations we have in our lives, from the people around us, from our own life, from the world and from nature.

 These days I have begun to think cherish walking in the park. Begin to cherish being around nature, to dip my feet in the earth and to smell the moisture in the air. 

The darkness of the coast and tides lashing on the shores is strangely inviting. 

There was a point in time when it seemed like the uncertainty of water over my head would be something that I would find painful. Now the thought of ice cold water in my lungs and over my head, the darkness and and depth of the ocean seems a welcoming prospect. And maybe that is an indication of the neural rewiring I have tried to achieve for so long. Though I still have a ways to go. Things are changing internally. 

Maybe for the better. But even if not, I welcome it. For change is the universal constant. And I have been pondering lately, on all that is universal.

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