Am I Sane?
Twelve weeks have passed and we have now completed yet another term of the Sandhya Maarga Yoga and foreign language courses. How time flies. In just a flicker of a moment, we are already at the end of the year.
Who defined the beginning and end of a year anyway? Was it not Man who set these baseless rules? Are we not the only creatures on Earth (please note that I mentioned "Earth") who ever attempted to define time and tried to make sense of everything that ever happened?
I am only into my 5th day, attempting to blog the day's events, and I am already starting to wonder why did I feel the urge to take up this challenge in the first place? Although I know I will persist in my goal, the mind has already begun to question the sanity of this decision.
All sort of questions poured in as my mind chattered incessantly. The longer I allowed the mind to continue ranting, the more daring it became.
"Seriously?! Genevieve! Why would you want to take all these unnecessary stress upon yourself when you have got so much to do already?!", the monkey-mind chided as it ran amok, un-restrained. The mind was beginning to toy with the idea of enslaving its Master. What better way to do this than guilting its Master into believing that the righteous act of courage is against Nature?
"Remember how you rushed to complete writing Sun Tzu's Art of War Unveiled in 2 months?!"
It was right you know. I barely survived the sleepless nights, 2 months in a row. If there ever was a zombie race, I would have championed it. Just like how I hammered my head to come up with a fourth-dimensional interpretation to one of the world's most popular scriptures, I did not give the keys on my Toshiba keyboard any rest. Day and night, I typed away. Aside from the SPACE and ENTER keys, the most frequently used key was the BACKSPACE key. It is a wonder how they still managed to stay intact. At the rate I was typing, I swear they would have taken a short bungee-jumping adventure, off the laptop and onto the ground, as they cheered for securing their long-awaited admission into a digital ward.
"Aren't you regretting now for coming up with this so-called 'clever' idea of yours? Why can't you just let your body rest as it should?!?"
And so the mind, now possessed by the devil of weakness (vulnerable to the temptation of defeat), continued to prattle until the idle dreamer began to awake to the inner conversational drama that was taking place.
"Quiet I tell you!"
The angel has spoken. "Thou shall not give in to temptation."
There was total silence for a few seconds.
And so the mind, now possessed by the devil of weakness (vulnerable to the temptation of defeat), continued to prattle until the idle dreamer began to awake to the inner conversational drama that was taking place.
"Quiet I tell you!"
The angel has spoken. "Thou shall not give in to temptation."
There was total silence for a few seconds.
"But it's difficult. Everyone says so," the mind then said sheepishly, just like a child who has been caught for something s/he was not supposed to do.
As the mind flashes before it the images of people who had fed it with ideas of possible failures, accompanied with the voices of people saying how 'difficult' it is to survive 2014 with such a ridiculous challenge, the thunderous voice of determination bellowed back:
"What comes easy in life? The only thing that makes something difficult is the thought of it being so! Everything is ridiculous to everyone until it becomes a fact; and that fact first begins in the mind of a person whom most deem 'mad'."
Who can contest such logic? After all, the advanced society that we live in today is living proof of this statement. Did the world ever considered the Wright brothers sane when they said they will one day create a vehicle that will defeat the law of gravity, which will eventually become one of Man's main mode of transports today? What about Alexander Graham Bell who invented the telephone? After countless failed attempts, surely he had thought of giving up before? But no! He persisted in his goal! Had he not done so, would we even have this thing called a 'blog' now? Telecommunication would be inexistent today without his determination back then!
"Who do you think you will be affecting or inspiring with such a challenge?" asked the mind sarcastically, hoping it still had the slightest chance of victory.
Who knows? The heart feels right about it and it being Man's best compass, it would only be righteous if I stood up for what I believed in.
My facial muscles began to relax as Truth had triumphed once again. The devil shied into the background of this bodily existence, knowing that it had been defeated. Sweet indeed is the taste of victory. Man must however be vigilant at all times for the devil of doubt lurks in the mind of Man, waiting to prance at the very first opportunity it gets to imprison Man in his very own self-created hell.
Love and light,
Genevieve
As the mind flashes before it the images of people who had fed it with ideas of possible failures, accompanied with the voices of people saying how 'difficult' it is to survive 2014 with such a ridiculous challenge, the thunderous voice of determination bellowed back:
"What comes easy in life? The only thing that makes something difficult is the thought of it being so! Everything is ridiculous to everyone until it becomes a fact; and that fact first begins in the mind of a person whom most deem 'mad'."
Who can contest such logic? After all, the advanced society that we live in today is living proof of this statement. Did the world ever considered the Wright brothers sane when they said they will one day create a vehicle that will defeat the law of gravity, which will eventually become one of Man's main mode of transports today? What about Alexander Graham Bell who invented the telephone? After countless failed attempts, surely he had thought of giving up before? But no! He persisted in his goal! Had he not done so, would we even have this thing called a 'blog' now? Telecommunication would be inexistent today without his determination back then!
"Who do you think you will be affecting or inspiring with such a challenge?" asked the mind sarcastically, hoping it still had the slightest chance of victory.
Who knows? The heart feels right about it and it being Man's best compass, it would only be righteous if I stood up for what I believed in.
My facial muscles began to relax as Truth had triumphed once again. The devil shied into the background of this bodily existence, knowing that it had been defeated. Sweet indeed is the taste of victory. Man must however be vigilant at all times for the devil of doubt lurks in the mind of Man, waiting to prance at the very first opportunity it gets to imprison Man in his very own self-created hell.
Love and light,
Genevieve
I never knew you had such a good sense of humour. I've always thought of you as the serious perfectionist. Only by reading through your blog posts I now know that you can be funny as well. Kudos Genevieve.
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