It was a showery evening, where breeze was fresh and ponderous.
I woke up hearing to the chirping of
sparrows, which at that time seemed eccentric yet tempting…
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Initially couldn’t distinguish the sounds I heard, it dint
even strike me do so. Just sat on the bed and went on listening. I was frozen,
as most of us do soon after a cozy sleep. Articulation of any sort was blanked
out. Just savoring the unfamiliar harmony…
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Suddenly I was awakened
by my senses and all that glory lost its essence. Experience stayed only for a
jiffy. As many thoughts were ready to attack me- Which birds were they? Want to
see them! Click pictures and it just went
on… leaving just the traces of the experience.
I wished to go back to the glory of being beyond my own
conscious sense. Wished to go back, though I knew I can’t. Now those teardrops
of happiness have no significance, which are already being manipulated by words.
Sometimes the real splendor of being is experienced only for a jiffy, anything
after that is just an articulation or glorification.
Many of us are pre-occupied by other things that we fail to
recognize these moments. In the race to gain wisdom through language we are
ignoring something called body wisdom.
A knowledge which is acquired through senses or beyond senses, which for me
seems very exciting. Most of the lessons we learn can be recognized as body wisdom.
Let’s embrace this in order to widen our horizon.
“Some
things have to be believed to be seen.”
~ Ralph Hodgson,
