“Becoming conscious is of course a sacrilege against nature; it is as though you had robbed the unconscious of something.” – Carl G. Jung
I have been away from myself for quite a while and it seems I couldn’t finally hold my fingers on reflecting the same when it happens. So after being as self connected and regular as a Halley ’s Comet, I’m back to what I do most naturally- - penning down my thoughts.
Yesterday
I lived an illusion. Shut out from the rest of the world, barred amongst
nature, I decided to ignore life ... and existence. It was not a self-conceited
move. For I had lost track of time, space or reason. I let my conscious self drift
away, and merge into the surroundings. I was not a matured man, sitting in the
room. I was, but a non-entity, a nobody, nothingness. Time having lost its
meaning, my mind was a vagabond. The body absorbed in the woods, the mountain!
There
are moments when you are a plethora of perceptions. A time when fear mingles with
hopes, memories rise and fade. A sense of helplessness battles against
conviction. A tranquil peace so surreal that it drugs your senses. Yet something was amiss....
I
sighed. Neither was it a sigh of relief . . . nor fatigue. The mind was numb.
Vague thoughts glided in and out of the mind. Like blobs of oil that float on
stagnant water. Like shadows that creep beyond the light. Like the tinkling
sound of the bells that gets carried over the glade.
I
opened my mind and looked from the edge. The perspective
looked beautiful, from the peak. One by one the ground dimmed as time
approached the hour of dawn. The lights were numerous. They were like
milestones achieved, after much struggle and strife. For, the darkness that
followed was soothing. And yet, here I was, very much grounded, just
another pawn in this symbolic game called life.
It
struck me like a blow. An incongruous realization,yet,as deafening as the
rumble of thunder that vibrates the ear drum; as illuminating as the
unforgiving streaks of lightening that form an intricate tapestry in the dark
sky.
My
eyes saw toil, honesty, dedication, and most importantly, an ungirded passion,
that formed the core of existence. I have learnt something important
which I preach, that it is okay to be disappointed in life, but it isn’t okay to be discouraged with life. Things will fall in place as per their most intricate design, ambitions will be met in a manner that will mark the person defined, ecstasy will be restored.
An illusion shattered, I realized that I was free.
Born again! Free to soar in the dark skies and be the first one to touch the
golden rays of the nascent sun. And then something whispered in my ears as I readied myself to trek my way down the hill, "In the depths of darkness I
finally realized, that there was in me an invincible lightness!”
I
have risen above the Ground...To the Peaks! To Normalcy...To Mortality...The
Cycle of Life...I am humming that song which comes naturally to me! The 'human side' is back. I am Restored. I am Life!
-V!K$