Unrest in the world, unrest all around me, unrest in my heart. Situations, things, people turning my world upside down. All of this created by myself. Through my beliefs, my thoughts and my reoccurring drama. They push me under, they ravish my sense of well-being. Their pitch-black thunderclouds cast my world into darkness. Uncertain and utterly unworthy is how I feel.
‘Why didn’t I tell you?’ it sounded in his thoughts, and in his memories he again saw and felt how, he and his father used to hug in the past. In those days, they both expressed clearly what they felt for each other. Later on, when he was grown-up, it became less. Even though deep within, the fire of desire raged to tell his father how much he loved him and how thankful he was for him.
Once it was different
For years and years
When my heart leaked
I needed to give love
To receive love
A long time ago, as a little boy, I was convinced I needed to save people. When people around me felt unhappy or sad, I did all I could to cheer them up. I felt loved when I succeeded. ‘Do you love me now’,? I would wonder. Yet, when they still felt unhappy, or worse still, when they took it out on me, I ended up feeling unhappy too.
Atoms, cells, blood, oxygen, particles, muscles, bones, sinews, heart, brains. All interconnected. Melting together into one living being. A human being. A wonderful creation. A wonder existing from connection. One.