It is human nature- indeed animal nature- to protect one’s own turf. Whether it is threat to family, home environs, or one’s physical or emotional well being. Since the world we live in manifests all the laws of the jungle, survival becomes a strategic imperative often.
We all have our favourite dreams: a Tolkienesque escape world of peace and tranquility. We would be puttering around dreamily, away from the harsh realities:even as the armies of dark menace starts gathering faraway. We yearn for poetry and peace, theatre and music; tasty meals and wonderful books. Who cares about the turmoil anyway? But as the newspaper arrives, we are jolted back to the darkness, the heaviness of depression setting down on one’s sensibilities yet again.
I have come to cherish moments of calm, knowing that what the morrow brings would be beyond my control. To enjoy the sunshine when it falls on my chair as I sit near the patio, and breathe. As simple as that. A day in which my loved ones are safe and sound, and there are no pressing worries, is indeed a day of bliss.
Gratitude for what we have, I have realized, is a prayer worth chanting. It is on days of stress that we need to count the blessings more.
Once I read a sentence: ‘God runs a beauty parlour’. It hinted that the ‘inner’ beauty is vital to well being.
If the heart were a home, what would be inside it?
The dark curtains of dank frustration, the green stinking floors of envy, the poisonous fumes of hatred and wrath ensconcing everything, and the dirt of malicious gossip staining the walls? The sofas piled with tonnes of greed, the book racks filled with volumes on viciousness and manipulation?
Beauty, order, cleanliness, peace and joy?
Filling our inner selves with happiness, is a choice which is totally dependent on us. We are the owners of that precious turf and have to defend our own!
Whatever be the plotting of the metaphorical armies of Mordor, the heart of every human being can be defended against the deadly glance of the Saurons of the world. We have to guard fiercely our inner reserves of joy, delight, beautiful thoughts, love, compassion, strength….Strangely, the reservoir of all delightful words which bring in a rush of happiness also can be interpreted as the manifestation of the Divine.
We have to visit God’s beauty parlour frequently. And come back, truly strong. The secret source of resilience to combat the worldly duels of every day? Now you know too.