Have you sometime found yourself getting distracted in periods while you’re reading a book? Somehow you seem to get stuck on a page, and while your eyes are in front of the page, your attention seems to be wandering somewhere else. Thoughts pull on your attention and don’t let you concentrate on the reading of the book. Similar to this, while we’re trying to create the best life for ourselves, distractions from the world hover over our head, making every possible attempt to distract us from our mission.
These distractions are the leftovers of the voices of people who insulted or undermined us, the revengeful shrieks for those who always criticized us or tried to stop us from our goal, phantom characters of people who attempted every possible way to make us feel down. The distractions can also be the voices of our own fears, our self-limiting beliefs and our ‘can’t do’ attitudes.
Another surprising distraction can be our greatest inspirations, role models and people we love and our attachments. While we feel safe in the cocoon of our own personal heroes and loved ones, this often prevents us from seeking out the part of us that is the greatest, that is fearless, that roars and rages and burns with the inextinguishable flame of greatness. This flame glows inside our heart and endows us with the courage to stand alone in life, to be a human and to develop the muscle of inner strength.
As a child, we start off by painting our own rainbows, but what we need in the next stage is a titanium ink with which to write our destiny, an ink that won’t be scraped over or erased.
We look for fantasy characters to define our imaginations, we believe the world of magic dust and dragons and heroes, yet we end up forgetting that the fortresses and castles where these worlds reside lie within our own hearts.
But as coffee in the cup gets colder, our passion fades like vintage love letters, but the rose of dreams never truly loses its perfume. Like hilltop breeze, a new struggle always refreshes our soul. We humans are thermodynamic containers but our entropy is too complex to be comprehended by our mere brain. We need something greater than our brain to contain our greatest worries, to surrender and trust that our greatest dreams can come true despite the distractions that sit like chips on our shoulders.
If you have spent your childhood in India, then you must be aware of the tale of Vikram and Betaal. Betaal is a ghost, a phantom which prince Vikram carries on his shoulders. The ghost keeps on whispering stories in the ears of the prince and the prince has to hear them so as to get the ghost to cooperate. Similarly, all of us are carrying our own ghosts on our shoulders. In order to let our ghost cooperate in fulfilling our dreams and goals, we ought to listen and to pay attention. With attention and awareness, the power of the ghost lessens and the voice of the heart emerges out like a shark’s fin emerges out of the sea’s deep waters.
What others can’t see for you, you can see for yourself. Carve your own reality, but most of all, trust your reality, even if it is a subject of comic to your fellow men and women. The concoction of self-belief and a little bit of ignorance may be bitter enough but is essential for the fulfillment of our dreams.
There lies a scream within our heart that we try to hide but that which can never be hidden. Discard the distractions. And be your own hero…
With this,
wish you a fresh start and a happy new year!
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