автор: fightingone

This is my heart beating that I can feel in my chest, when I first open my eyes in the dawn – a brand - new day is about to begin.
My heart is trying to confuse me in the morning with the sort of questions like “What is this in aid of?” or “Who cares about you at all?” How disabilitating! That is why, I can neither stand up nor dress myself and I almost seem to believe that this quotation may turn out to be true. I wish a friend would call me right now or my husband was awake at that moment to prove the opposite. Instead, I am lying on bed listening to my heart and I’d rather someone gave me sign of love right now, because I cannot get myself going to work.

Eventually, I got into my clothes, my resourcefulness, my motivation, my cheerfulness, then made breakfast for everybody, and went to work. What a release for the whole world! Just be in a hurry like everyone! I just keep walking like the man of the advert of Scotch whisky though in deepest concern that kindness, attention, empathy are all forgotten words. People have replaced them with positions, competition and achievements. Who cares at all?

On the other hand, I am very aware that I should try to resume my self-sufficient mind and remain a beginner . I should never be too demanding or too greedy but be compassionate and without thought of achievements or self. Only then, can my mind be boundless and can I be true to myself, in sympathy with all beings. Only then can every morning be a new birth for me.

Now I realize my dualistic nature. What a nice conclusion I just made! I wish it would help me! I promise I will let you know!