“The terrain watered down; the sky lighter than before; we are immersed in light, albeit dim and uncanny. Doesn’t it add to the surrealness of our ever mutable lives?”
With thunder grumbling in the corners, the sky guns down pellets that hit the hard surface of the earth with a continuous crackle. Slowly, our clear vision of our surroundings is spattered translucently. These sheer covers create misty drapes that only dart away at the tinge of green foliage. The foliage is beaten hard too. But its glisten disperses across the foamy air, and reaches our eyes.
The occurrence may be seasonal yet it comes with something new each time the curtains of heat are drawn. Rains are showers that smatter us with a thin crust of magic. The sky is oval and the lightning, a reaction to the condensed nature of our world. We await things to happen to us. What if we wait instead for the things we act on, to fructify?
The bashing rain is the fruit the earth is gifted, for its eternally long gaze toward the sky. And when the earth welcomes this fruit, it relaxes and lets go of its burdens. Besides, all these thoughts spin gems of lessons for us to reflect on. I think this is one device of the cosmos to calm us and still entice us to thirst for more. Our understanding of the world we live in, is multi-dimensional. It progresses as we cross over edges of limitations we tend to become used to.
One thing we must realize is that life sprouts tenderly. It curls in unfinished, uneven rings as a sign of its transcendence above death. Small stems of little plants are the emblem of raw life. They contain bursts of liveliness, which manifests in the lush greenery of leaves adorning shrubs to trees. The layers of green waves protruding outwards, stretching all over the thick brown barks of trees, are the blessings of earth, bestowed on its dependents. Germinating in the soil, they’re the bridges that connect us to nature.
And nature is the greatest teacher we can find access to, in moments of doubt. The trick is to hold negative thoughts out of our hearts, before we’re fully consumed by them. To uproot them, we need to fall back on sheer will to emerge outside the cocoon doubt attempts to bind us in. This requires trust and a sense of belonging that encompasses both our inner and outer worlds.
I, personally, remind myself not to fall prey to the trappings of dejection. I tell myself that a positive approach is the most apt solution to making sense of my problems. More so, because it allows me to comprehend my interests holistically. Being one with the universe begins with our recognizing that it is one whole.
As evidence of the interconnectedness in the universe, the world is blighted a shade of white at the end of a shower. Life is still, buzzing mysteriously in the spirit that comprises the arena it had earlier been disturbed in. Our lungs can now rise freely, without being constricted by any weight hanging over our chests. Our uneasiness and troubling emotion fizzle out.