My eyes are shut gently. The stillness slowly rising within, feels like as if I’m walking into a dark space. I do not know what the terrain looks like here and what lies ahead of me. In a way, it does not matter either because I will only be walking in my mind. It will all be within my head—the experience of walking, the exploring around and the returning to the point where I started from…the place where I am now…sitting by my window, in the study, in a quiet room, away from everyone.
The quietness helps me to focus on the point of light before me, as I watch my mind juggling like a circus clown, dancing with five…six…seven…eight…coloured balls…those are my thoughts…I feel well-rested today…as I let my mind dance with the thoughts that come and go, like they always do, whenever I sit down to meditate. Right now, a particular thought is sending me discordant notes, while the rest seem to be mingling merrily.
Why does that one discordant note strike me every now and then? is it because I’m trying to tell my mind NOT to think of it…is it me, trying to obliterate that one that is making it rise up?
A bunch of happy memories crop up right after, brushing away that solitary one. I feel an onrush of happy feelings inside my soul…I see happy faces and hear the squeals of laughter…I see myself as I used to be years ago…chatting and laughing with my good friends…and I see myself now, smiling at that person that I was then, sitting objectively, watching everything, as if it were an out-of-body experience.
“Wonderful”— I say to myself.
I’m loving these meditative writings that bring about an outpouring of thoughts, words and memories out of nowhere, after a ten-minute inward reflective session…very therapeutic, if you’ve ever like to try it sometime.
Written as part of our #SoulfulSunday freewriting exercise—a concept ideated by Vinitha, Shilpa and yours truly.