I used to question myself sometimes; a lot of times, in fact. And in those times, the answers were usually a blank space. I wondered. Still I continued; never stopped questioning; and the blank space expanded each time. Worst is, I wondered with ‘strong feelings’ about the questions. I gazed; stared; and smiled at ‘em rarely too. Often I prepared myself to be obnoxious towards it but that used to overrule in no time. Prepared myself to be patient and that used to get under-ruled. Now what else? The questions remain and the blank space still remains.
But then I changed my gazing. That perhaps without my knowledge; turned it around. I ignored questions. I started gazing at the blank space instead. Figured the vast space lying there. The happenings, the connection of dots and the effortless knit. I took a deep breath and was in shock many a times. The process stunned me, leaving me contended and easy, calm, serene and filled with love. Moreover, the blank space has given all the answers that I was looking out for. It was there, right there! Duhh!
Signing off for now,