I started writing a series of short pieces on the “The Bus Stop of Life” at the beginning of the year. They are contemplations on the in-between state of being, neither here nor there. Life is a journey, and on this journey, we often find ourselves in a place of waiting. Waiting for… In this in-between state, the magic of wisdom dawns, an opening for enlightenment, if we pay attention. This is part 1 of 7.
In my reverie I find myself at a bus stop – waiting. It is not easy being patient. My mind is restless, my gaze impatient, my equanimity affected. I don’t want to succumb to the pull of inertia, yet here I am, unsure of myself.
I have been dwelling on my mistakes and failures. I recognise that I perceive my mistakes as failed expectations – if i let go of the expectations then the mistakes cease to exist. Failure has a lot to do with desires, expectations and attachments.
What if failure is simply not learning from what happened. Once you learn from the past – accept that it happened, evaluate your choices, embrace the consequences, let it go, you are no longer trapped by the past. No longer trapped in failure.
Memories from before the mind
Exhaling, letting go of every thought that arises, memories surface from before the mind, flashes beyond time. The space around me fills with peace. Going nowhere, doing nothing, being no one, flowing into now, the silence permeates me, the peace surrounds me, I am bliss… waiting for the bus that has already come.
That is all for this month, Love and Joy, ranjana