“COSMIC LILA”
The middling years have arrived. Space has now brought a new friend along, called Time.
You have all the space that you ever wanted but you don’t have the time. Space is happy, but time is overworked.
Something’s gotta give!
From somewhere in the vast vistas of the mind, the promised Questions start to tumble pretty much like your kids’ old toys out of the cardboard box.
What is happiness? What is my real purpose? Then, there are memories, memories and a clutter of memories to deal with.
You walk around like a question mark that has come alive, with a furrowed brow to match. A well-wisher then suggests that you get into a good meditation class.
So you enroll into the nearest center, mat and mind in tow.
You close your eyes for a moment like the teacher told you to do; only to pop those wide open in an instant, fear clutching your heart in its cold clasp.
Did you lock the front door?
A few sessions more, you start forgetting about doors and dustpans.
Something new dawns on you ever so slowly, like the changing hues of the rising sun.
You surrender to the Space within. Time takes a breather.
The vacillating relationships and undulating emotions begin to still like a pendulum about to reach the centre.
'You’re making progress!' teacher says, one day. You want to jump for joy but you merely smile briefly. After all, life is to be viewed with equanimity as a good book says...
As you lie on your bed that night, another Truth dawns on you. That silent meddler Space has been constantly playing with your life, growing, shrinking, stifling, yawning.
Life’s just got to be a Cosmic Lila. Hmmm….such fine words, fine thoughts! You must be poised to get enlightened. You feel it in your bones. You close your eyes.
Waiting for the Moment…waiting for the stream of light… that will shine through...waiting...
BUZZ…BUZZ…BUZZ!!
Huh? Wazzat?
In one frenzied movement of your hand, you knock off the bedside alarm.
Sigh! It’s time to wake up.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment