“A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
― Albert Einstein
It’s just one of those nights that I could characterise as solemn. Solemn in a dignified manner and not one of weeping or mourning. Just deep contemplation and quiet mediation of where I am at in life. Of the achievements I have accomplished thus far, of the experiences I have lived through and the people that have come and go in my life. I am not ashamed of the past for the past doesn’t define me but my outlook and actions that I would embark soon, will. During this pandemic, where the world is quieter, gentler and even might I be so bold to say sweeter, I have come to realise the things that truly matter to me.
There is no doubt that these things include my faith and those of whom I so affectionately call my family, not necessarily by blood, for family could be including those we choose for ourselves that have entered our lives through want and not by need. I have been blessed truly blessed in that regard. This quiet night as I listen ardently to the water falling freely plopping into the pond of the makeshift waterfall I have in my balcony; I am reminded that life is indeed very beautiful. Fleeting but very beautiful. I am reminded to smile more, to laugh a little more, to hold my chin a little higher, to be more tender and to eradicate bitterness from every nook and cranny of my heart and to fill it with love to the brim.
I pray for the strength to carry on, to love without conditions. To love without expecting anything in return. To emulate tenderness and humility in all my undertakings. To view life through the lenses of kindness and compassion, because the world is hurting. We all are, for this isn’t a fairy-tale but reality and its harsh. We don’t know what our neighbours are experiencing, we have no clue that behind a smile was a tear-stained cheek hurriedly cleaned momentarily ago so as to continue life as “per normal”. It’s rather ironic that normality has so much pain in it. However, that’s the beauty of life isn’t it for without the darkness, we can’t see the stars. Let’s reflect love, the only medicine , I daresay the world only needs.
“No one has ever become poor by giving.”
― Anne Frank, diary of Anne Frank: the play