Observations

Observations

A Story by Victoriana

Even though I am as I was before, something is different.
As if there's a warm light which is lit up and now doesn't matter what happens,
doesn't matter where I will be and what happens to me, it will always keep 
burning, showing me home at the end of the tunnel of hard times.
Also this light helps one to develop new perspectives on people and life. Even
though some of ones requirements stay the same, one judges less.
Compassion is the key. Remember the time when you knew you're behaving like a 
complete little a*****e? Well, there's that person you can't stand, doing it over
there. Confused. We all want to be happy, some of us are just too stuck, too blinded
to see that in a way we already are. We just unconsciously choose not to be.
Mindfulness, my friend, study and practice it, my friend, before you find yourself 
with all the material goods of the world in your hands while wishing to be dead. 

My situation is different, due to the fact that I've always saw more, I felt 
out of place, I felt like I simply don't belong on earth. Not that it's particularly
bad or unbearable, it's not a place for me. As if I was given a choice, I'd have
never came here. But since for specific reasons and probably good karma I ended up
nowhere else but on planet earth and was given this provocative, all questioning and
curious mind to live with. 
Everything is fine, almost interesting, but most people like me (with extra
information, how they call it) need a lot of guidance, otherwise we might end up 
in the darkest valleys of the mind and that place makes hell seem like easy escape.

Today I'm fortunate enough to be able not to fight my mind and myself, moreover
I learnt it's qualities and ways, I managed to if not always tame, but at least be
aware of my massive, sometimes violent and power hungry ego. By hurting others you always
end up hurting yourself most. I always remind him that. And then give him a hug and
tell him there's no need to be this way. And we then continue on our way of life,
but finally not against each other, but at least side to side with one another. 
Honesty gives us little push when things get chaotic or messy. 

So there's my body on this earth, storing things in the subconscious, learning
what it needs to, in order to become free. As I repeat mantras and run
my fingers through mala, I thank for everything I have today and ask for all my
fellows to feel fulfilled far beyond joy provided by our surroundings. 

© 2017 Victoriana


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Added on July 30, 2016
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