I
dreamt of a magnificent day last night. A dream so unmitigated, that its sole
purpose is to propel you towards equanimity. Our
lives are chaos because of our own endeavors. We complicate simple things.
We repress ourselves. We let ourselves be unworthy of a life that's waiting to
happen. We deny ourselves a love that's waiting to be found.
Dreams
are a subtle way which let you know about your innermost desires. I tend to
dream a lot when I'm stressed or when I'm surrounded by quietude. Yesterday, I
dreamt of a quaint little chalet amid tall luscious palm trees. By the beach
side, I breathe deep as the waves are calling out to me. I sat there as time
stood. In awe, of the beauty of nature, of what it brings to us. Tranquility is
what those periodic waves brought to me. I sat there, content. I sat there, jubilant.
With
every wave, that gratified my body. With every wave, that left it, I knew then
what of the lessons we are meant to learn. You can never hold water in your hands;
it flows, for that's what it’s meant to do. You can't clasp the sand too tight,
it slips away, grain by grain. But when you enjoy both at their pace, you revel
in the feeling of joy.
We want
to embrace everything together, keep it with us, but everything has a job to
do. Everything and everyone has a path. Wind blow, the trees, every leaf sways
together, silently making love to the breeze. Together in tandem they create
such a beautiful sight. That same breeze ruffles your hair, caresses you ever
so slightly. All you want to do is grasp that moment, that breeze and bottle it
up. But we forget, that the wind has to blow and the trees have to bear fruits,
give us air we breathe, give us life.
As I
strolled across the sandy beach, with crystal clear water waiting to be dived
in, with the sight of crabs coming up for a breath of air, I moved ahead. The
sun shining, warming the body as the water beneath my feet cooled me. A
kaleidoscope of people emerged in front of me. At a distance, I see people who
I really love. I wave to them, give them my most genuine smile. I got a glimpse
of happiness right there. Someone calls from the ocean, I see boats full of
people, a string that floating next to it. I run towards the ocean, to pull
them back, the drifting string hurt my hands. As I search for means to get to
them, I stand still and I see them, I recognize their face but not who they are
anymore. I wave at them, wish them a happy journey. They are meant to float
away. And then I heard voices, of people calling to me on the other side. I
search in frantic but the sea shell in my hands tells me to wait. As it sings
of the ocean, it tells me to take one step at a time. At a distance, I see a
hand...I walk towards it, shying my eyes from the bright sun. I topple and it
protects me. A tear leaves as my ankle twists, the hand wipes it. I look up
smiling and that hand pulls me where I’m meant to be. It pulls me towards my happiness.
I woke
up then, I woke up knowing what I’m supposed to do and I woke up with a smile.
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