In pursuit of finding home...

Home is a place where one finds her best self. Its a place where one feels authentic. Finding and being at home is a whole new experience and takes one by surprise. Once it is found and its potential experienced then there's a constant struggle to align with it again.. The external and internal settings are adjusted one after the other and tested to recreate the surprise. But it doesn't give in. It happens at the least expected moment- the magic, the surprise. This is the best ever, one would have seen and experienced of oneself. The existence of something that one might not even be aware of. It is about believing that what comes from within is enormous and not rationally cognizable.  It is about not shutting the doors. It is about allowing it to happen. It is about not judging it when it is a sapling. It is about not being ashamed of the original, the fresh. This thing is so very promising, as it can create a whole new world, a whole new revolution.

There is a constant luring by the neighbors-abundance and fundamentals. They in fact encroach so much at times that one is deceived into believing that the self is diluted into them and has become one with them. They belittle the existence of the self and make it flee for sustenance. It takes a lot of strength to see the truth, to develop a belief.

When the first step is believing in the power of alignment, the next would be to agree that we choose our audience. We are not really looking forward for the entire world to buy the creation. Deep down we know who we consider. Sometimes the consideration set is limited to the creator. In that case, its the absolute love of creating, being the best self, being at home that matters of all.

You never know where i find MY space

The Dreadful "More"

Is the availability of "more" ruining our treasured intimacies with the special some? Are we subjecting ourselves to abuse?  The "more" is usually used as an unmindful diversion technique or a false pacifier to appease the inner wants. What it ultimately ends up doing is that it leaves a tired and abused inner self, something that goes numb even for a long cherished. In spite of looking up for the  intimacy that we once shared with the long cherished, it really doesn't show up, leaving us searching for it. The thing about "more" is that it puts us on a waiting mode for the ultimate satisfaction to occur, be it the setting in of the lost intimacy or the feeling of “yes I've done everything that was deprived of me for long”. But eventually what results is the numb inner self that is not sure of whether it has received everything it wanted.

The numbness extends itself to hinder our ability to relish or create. In our pursuit of doing more, we tend to do things for the sake of doing and not because we mean to do them. It becomes more of an internal and external compulsion to keep doing. It sets expectations and creates a virtual gap that could be understood instinctively. The moment our words or actions lose their meaning, life walks out. “More” could be a natural choice or  something motivated by availability. Either way, it is not helping.

What does it take to resurrect the abused inner self, to rejuvenate the inner self muscles, to regain the lost intimacies and get the life flowing in them again? Time and silence.

We are in need of so much silence to hear the voice of direction again. It actually needs us to leave the space and wander around without actively thinking about the lost intimacy or the process for reviving it. It needs us to let go of the agitation to know why we've lost and how to regain.

The little secret with children

A friend asked me what makes me go back to work with children. As i was pondering over this question, she hinted about her motivation. She is a person who quit her well-paid job with an advertising agency to start working with children. Beyond feeling life's purpose, the one thing that makes her go back to children she said is that they don't get judgemental. In adult's world it is such a rare scenario. 

Over weekends, I work with children from a community organization. What motivates me is that they exist as symbols of hope for change. If i can open their minds to look for knowledge and help them start thinking big, then i'm moving in the right direction.

My dad often tells me that if someone does not know the value of something do not give them that. I agree. There is nothing more discouraging than people taking things for granted. But when i work with children this never occurs. Does that mean that all children grab their opportunity to learn with both the hands? No. But it does not deter people like my friend and me from going back to work with them. Trying to understand why we will find that it is because we forgive children. We allow them to make mistakes. We give them several chances. And its not just us who are contributing to this relationship, children play an equally important role. They are more open to change when compared to adults. Change is easier in their world. They are excited and open about their feelings. They don't feel shy to talk their mind. They don't weigh brains over hearts. They tend to be their natural selves. They are comparatively more in touch with their core when compared to adults. 

When there is openness to think big, there is hope for a better, bigger world. There is hope for a world that is functioning at its highest possible level.