Namaste.
Today let's explore belongingness and loneliness and let's find them together.
As I leave this place,
The forest fills me with its calming energy.
I am one with the forest,
The trees,
The birds,
The creatures,
The texture of the moss.
As I go back to the reality of my human life,
I find meaning in the parts of me that are scared to take up courage.
I sit and listen to the courage cultivating in fearful parts of me.
I sit and listen to the repressed creativity and let it flow.
It encapsulates me with truest joy that I have gotten whenever I have turned to it.
I sit and listen to the unheralded,
Untainted parts of me.
I see a validation arising.
I was always enough and valid,
It says.
My numbness surfaces and makes me realize that it has always been here in the pit of my stomach,
In the webs of my feet,
In the third of my heart,
In the strands of my hair.
I have always been valid and worthy of living to take up space.
And as I sit and listen to the loneliness in me,
My togetherness and belongingness surfaces,
Filling me up,
It says,
That I have always been a part of something.
Even during the time when I felt loneliness,
Like I'm in a corner of a room shutting myself or on a dark road,
Walking alone with no one in sight,
I still belonged to this world,
To the friendly winds,
To the warming sun,
To the creatures who make night so musical.
Of the unknown in me,
I have found a greater belonging,
My place,
The infinity of my life that is just not limited to my human form,
But it belongs to the universe,
To cosmos,
To the stars.
The belongingness will still be here long after I'm gone,
As my eternal memories safely wrapped in the hearts of my dear ones.
My belongingness will still be here as the memory of my laughter,
In my handwritten notes,
In the prints of my hands collected on paper,
In my faded pictures,
The jokes that I share,
The books that I read,
The quotes that inspired me,
And the books that I wrote.
My belongingness will be in the hearts of the people unmet on the road,
In the eyes of the strangers who smiled at me.
I'll be here in the words compassion,
Empathy,
And understanding.
I'll be here belonging to every newborn and their raw humanness.
I'll belong to those who will travel the unknown road.
I'll sit and listen to them as they walk a path lost and unclear,
Just like me today,
Sitting and listening to this loneliness and belonging.
As I sit and listen,
The note in my heart opens up and shows me every bit of compassion that I have ever received just by being.
It shows me every bit of compassion that I have given on this path of life.
It has always multiplied and returned to me in endless possibilities.
All this while,
I just had to sit and listen to all the uncomfortable parts of me,
Only to find the exact thing that I was looking for.
Thank you for being here and listening to me.
Namaste.
