Calmness after torment
I cannot tell which wind woke me up this morning. Maybe it was the wind that has kept my dreams noisy last few weeks, or it was from the 2009's first spring shower. But what was real is that the wind was so strong that its hitting sounds on the window woke me up earlier than what I had proposed.
The weather was a lot warmer than a usual rainy day. It was rather windy. Yes...today was a very windy and somewhat rainy day. Strangely, it exactly represented my emotional, spiritual and physical status. I hope tomorrow the winds will go away leaving peaceful tranquility behind.
Unknown truth
On my way to work, I was looking at the calm gray sky that contrasted with rough winds and busy streets of Seoul. As it slowly started to rain, I said "Now it's raining" while simultaneously my friend said "Here it's raining". It was then when I paused just to think about what had happened. Was that the moment it rained? Or was it the place? Interesting. Same phenomenon, different reactions, and unknown truth. Will the truth unveil itself once we leave the earth and reach the universe beyond this? What would it be if we actually overcame our time and space limitations?
Time and space
Life seems to be a continuous battle, battle to catch the time we will never reach, battle to widen the space we will never conquer. Sadly to many, life seems to end up being a regret, regret of not having enjoyed the now and the here, the only time and space under our control. Still, our spirits long for what is beyond the present. Maybe it's because the now and the here are not as joyful as we wish. Maybe it's because we believe that what is beyond is better, full of meaning, full of happiness.
Strangely, we all know by our instincts that it's not necessary to do beyond to be beyond. We know that a way, not to say the only way, to fully enjoy the now and the here while still being in the present is to love.
Love is the beginning of understanding the truth, the very cause of our existence, the divine purpose of our lives. Love is absence and fullness of time; love embraces infinite space. Everything is meaningful when we love; and everything is meaningless.
When we love, we are just beyond everything.
More strangely, we often forget it.
And many times, consciuously.
Feb 13, 2009
A strange day
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3 comments:
Justamente las mismas palabras para "viento" en hebreo y griego se usan para "espíritu" (como en "Espíritu Santo," etc.). Me pregunto con vos cuál de todos fue el viento que te despertó esta mañana... Saludos. EK.
...cosa para meditar, Emma. Tengo la total necesidad del viento al que te estas refiriendo.
Tantas veces las apariencias nos confunden. Lo que parece una tormenta sin fin puede ser el período de preparación para el comienzo de otra etapa, no? Aliento, Mi!! (que, irónicamente, también se traduce con las palabras a las que me referí arriba). EK.
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