Each time I resist your thought, I begin to persist the same.
What brought you into my life?
What lesson did you come to teach me?
I am being reminded of the soulful connect every now and then!
I struggle to understand whether its my mind talking or my soul whispering.
I don't know. I wouldn't know.
And that is when I surrender!
I know that it is only when I surrender, the truth will be revealed to me.
Till then, I continue to excel this game of resisting and persisting!
It starts with one thought and within seconds, that one thought becomes a proud father of dozens of baby thoughts cluttering to fit in one tiny brain. The fight begins then! Me Vs plenty of them. While I lay there alone, my opponents seem to multiply in number with every nano second. I try to fight them - one, two, five, may be seven of them at a time. And then, like I've been drugged or anesthetized, I begin to lose myself - lose my identity, my existence and become each one of these thoughts.
When I am drowning in the pool of these thoughts, my being sometimes comes to my rescue, reminding me that I am not my thoughts. I disconnect from these babies for a while and wonder how (each time) I get lost in my thoughts and worst, start becoming all of it.
And then, I remind myself to become aware. Become aware of this circus. Then, I allow myself to become an observer of these thoughts rather than becoming a monkey myself. I remind myself that my mind is the monkey. I am neither the monkey nor my mind. I am beyond that. I am the soul, of the soul, of the soul!
When I was told that I have to do (or become) something in life, I heard my mind tell me 'Become an air hostess or a fashion designer or may be an interior decorator.' I heard numerous voices bringing me variety of options for what I could be!
Then came a day when my heart silently knocked and excused itself. Clearing the throat, it lovingly asked, "Are you free to talk to me?"
I had never heard its voice before so it took me a while to respond and welcome it. The heart smiled sincerely and continued, "Are you not tired yet?"
I gave a puzzled look, "tired of what?"
It said warmly, "tired of listening to all those voices in your head and struggling to become that?"
I sat there perplexed. This voice was new and comforting. I looked at it helplessly and sighed .
The heart sensed my tiredness and all it said to me was, "Listen!"
I heard. For the first time. I heard its beat - fast and then gradually slowing down to a peaceful rhythmic pace. Then I heard silence. I had neither heard nor interacted with this silence before. I surrendered myself to this calmness. The voice then began to guide me towards my actual being. It was this voice that made me become a Psychologist, an Artist and a Writer. It introduced me to my destiny and my purpose in life. The anxiety and worries were then replaced by determination, love and grace.
Since then, I began weaving destiny in my everyday life. Today, I am glad and grateful that I heard and welcomed the voice of my heart!
What does your heart tell you? Have you had a conversation with it yet? If not, LISTEN. It is patiently awaiting you with all the love and warmth - awaiting to introduce you to your destiny.
Listen to it. Follow it. Become it.
God Bless You! :-)
Every day I am learning - learning to overcome my fears, to shoo my worries, to fall in love without boundaries, being in the moment and being able to breathe happiness.
Each day I am learning to become more human - the human how I was created, the human who is an epitome of supreme intelligence, love and divinity.
Each day, I learn to become that.
