My Strange Mind and it's imaginations
I found myself in the Jail's visitor lounge...there was chaos, people crying, anxious to meet their relatives, the officials denying entry to many.
I somehow could get in easily. Though I struggled to fill a form that was very complicated, my application form was immediately approved and was asked to enter and wait inside a huge hall.
The hall was dark, scary & intimidating. While I was slowly walking towards the seating area, I was regretting that I didn't bring him anything, either to eat or as a casual gift.
He was sitting in the corner, dejected, disinterested, angry, frustrated. I was there to visit a friend from my school days. We were never close, we never met regularly, we don't even have each other's Number.
He didn't even make an eye contact, yet he knew who I was.
"Why are you here?"
"I really don't know...something called me"
"What the F@#£, we have hardly met a few times after School!"
"I know it sounds strange, but something in me pushed me to come here...or something in you called me here... it's a calling which I couldn't resist or ignore"
I woke up to this strange dream, which made absolutely no sense. I don't know why that poor guy was imagined to be in Jail.
I can never understand the strangeness of how our mind thinks, imagines. I don't know what transpired for my mind to create such a scene. My mind is a stranger within me that elopes myself from me. The sudden spike of anger, behaviour, reactions, responses are just not so me!
Process of getting Old
I am at that age where I feel everyone else of my age looks older than their age, except me.
While the reality is...
My wife seems to be becoming younger with her thoughts, her choice of music and she finds me 100 years old with my choice of music, travel options. She likes crowd, people, hustle, and I hate people, love seclusion.
I instruct, I preach, I correct, I find mistakes, I am angry, I lose temper, I get stressed, I get frustrated, I get irritated, I welcome myself to the process of getting old!
The unexplainable unease
In the thick of action,
Busy with the hectic life, unending work,
Eternal struggles,
Amidst the daily marathon,
Running around to fulfill duties,
Despite getting respite from breaks, vacations, friends, there's always this empty space, that needs to be filled.
The unexplainable unease, unanswered questions, and when the empty spaces get filled, that's the contentment one needs.
The power of manifesting
A good friend of mine strongly believes in the power of Manifesting. He says he was able to fulfil one of his biggest dreams, mainly by manifesting and things started happening.
I have personally experienced the power of help pouring from unknown quarters and getting me through a tough phase, when I had made up my mind to get through at any cost.
When I shared my biggest dream with him, he said just Manifest and see the magic, not half hearted, not half baked approach, go all out, give your everything.
I can relate to his belief, as I believe in the power of imagination, than the power of knowledge. Knowledge teaches, tutors on foregone conclusions, based on someone else's experiences and understanding.
While the power of imagination makes me do things that I never knew. This can be over simplified by few and call it "self learning".
How many of us do things at work, that we have learnt or been taught? How do you prepare for a question or a problem posed by a client in a meeting? Do we go prepared? The ability to imagine the problem and the probable solution is what we do.
Do you Manifest? Do you trust your imagination?
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