8:37 am, cool Sunday morning.
Dogs on their vacation, men are running, some are walking. Young parents pushing their little kid in the stroller. Some are holding hands; others are alone. Some are making small talks, others are smiling, the rest are huffing and puffing away. The cool wind in my hair. The sun is smiling and haven’t begun to stung my skin. Those immense ancient trees providing the massive shade i’m sitting under. All those rays that cuts through the tree branches. And the air is still new and clean.
And I just breathe and breathe; the aromatic fragrance that spells beautiful.
Then an epiphany floods over my being. I thought, I would love to enjoy these quiet moments and days more than the daily normalcy where the urgency and importance of nothingness fills my days, takes away precious time and consumes my energy.
I have to find a way, to live the life I truly want to live. The way I want to live it. I know this is life – a cycle of normalcy often punctuated with a beautiful or splendid moment, almost like a colour, red; bringing life to a black and white polaroid. I also know that if I didn’t experience normalcy, how could I ever know what or how the colour red could change my life, in other words – everything and along with all the moments I experience is inter – related and I have to go through the cycle anyway. Can I just skip all the cycles and reach to the end point? I guess not, but, hey, I’m gonna find a way.
I know every moment in my life. The brain remembers every snapshot of the things that are being punctuated and held on hold for a minute or tow.
Can you imagine that, if every breath you take is that moment?
To me, it would be truly living, and the level of contentment and happiness is of another dimension.
Now, how am I to craft that life for myself. ?