Perspectives...

Watching the hues of the sunset,   Walking barefoot on lush green grass, Smelling the earth on a rainy day,   Receiving the support of an old friend, Feeling the comfort of a hot cuppa tea,   Reading a great book &  taking something away from it, Sharing someone's grief,   Helping your parents see the world, Tending to the beautiful garden,   Filling up water in the bird-feeder, Listening to silence,   Saying a kind word, Travelling to the unknown,   Accepting uncertainty, Having a fresh perspective,    Giving in all it's forms, What is success if not...   

We are forced to be enlightened,    otherwise it will drive us crazy...

My husband stomps out of the bathroom, while venturing out to his first ever firing range experience - "I have decided that I am not going to hold myself back anymore". We both looked at each other for a good 20 seconds. I felt a shift. Although, a firing range experience is not entirely what springs me out of bed, it is as esoteric as kundalini yoga or chakra cleaning is to him. But I thought about it for a long time after he left. Admist my books, journal and pens - thinking gives me immense joy. What did he really mean? I knew exactly what he meant but I wanted to play this out more, a lot more.  I have known my husband for 15 years now, we were two little kids who had a thing for each other. 15 years and counting, we had learnt newer and innovative ways to hold ourselves back. We learnt new fears, newer liabilities, new things we could lose, relationships that needed us to adjust, jobs that required us follow a directed route in lieu of "everything under the su