Today i got up at 5.30 specially to start writing the morning pages again.. Writing is such an integral part of me but lately i find a dissociation with my soul.. And feel maybe this is the missing link.. There is so much trivia going on around and getting roped within.. Not on its own but by myself.. There is a wholesome core within all of us which we let shatter into tiny little disjointed pieces that constantly cut and hurt ourselves.. In this conjecture over fate and destiny i wonder sometimes.. Is resistance the answer or acceptance.. We have drawn a path for ourselves, hoping we would carpet it with flowers not stones.. This resistance.. This struggle.. As if we are bringing about all the change around us.. But the one changing is only us, nothing else.. I have total respect for my mind.. But why do i forget i still hold the reins.. The thought-horses have been trained.. But they run amok reactively.. Only i can see them.. Watch over them.. And respond accordingly.. Sometimes setting free the thought that wants to race ahead.. In this journey we feel the burden of responsibilities.. Destroying ourselves under it.. Instead of taking that one step away.. With the awareness of a responsibility to ourselves.. And a healthy journey ahead.. This frown.. This disquiet.. This stress.. This frustration.. All of it is a choice that we make every moment.. Getting further away from our natural self.. Choking over a life that is meant to set us free..
6:09 AM
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