Mastering Life

This page is dedicated to Master Anmol Mehta, he who has shown me how to be silent.

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Yesterday –  I was in the rat race. Got up, went to work, made love, traveled, planned vacations, saved up for things and more things and oh, my goodness, more things.  I worried about my graduation, my diplomas and certificates to put on Linkedin.  My mind was awake 24/7.  It had so many highways built in it that it started to zoom. I wanted more. My future was the tops…. maybe giving lectures, finishing many books, teaching; and life constantly turning me around, making me see so many new opportunities.  Only someone out of their mind would let this pass, would let these doors close, I thought. My friends striving for something new. So many scared of the years that were passing. Others wanting children when they themselves didn´t even know what to teach them. This was happening every minute, every day.

The only thing that went out and actually walked out on me was my health. My body looked at me and gave up. Why would it struggle along with the mind if it took me in circles and more circles and then, there would always me more opportunites to strive for, more people to meet, more places to be, more, more, and more?  What chances would my body have against the will of a mind that is naturally bored after a few minutes? No chances.

So I stopped.

  Luckily, I found a place in my brain that was still.  I thought of what I could do. Totally stressed, sleeping with all my muscles rigid. Neckaches, no time for exercise. My sciatic nerve giving me nice painful hints – and I am the one that never new what it was to have stress nor knew anything about that nerve!  Not me.

But, lifés a pea… what comes, goes; will return again, oh yes, that is why the planet is round – just like the words in the song

Windmills of Your Mind

Round,
Like a circle in a spiral
Like a wheel within a wheel
Never ending or beginning
On an ever-spinning reel
Like a snowball down a mountain
Or a carnival balloon
Like a carousel that´s turning
Running rings around the moon
Like a clock whose hands are sweeping
Past the minutes on it´s face
And the world is like an apple
Whirling silently in space
Like the circles that you find
In the windmills of your mind.*
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Inside my busy mind, a machine that didn´t know how to stop for a minute, I found SILENCE in a faraway corner.
With all my intelligence, with all my contacts, with all my friends, that was the only thing  I could not reach anymore, until I was taught how.  This is what I will share with you on this page and through its posts.
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*( The Windmills of your Mind – a song performed by Noel Harrison, with music by Michel Legrand and English lyrics by Alan Bergman and Marilyn Bergman)

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