Friday, March 14, 2008
Waiting to Exhale
Not yet the time to breathe out, yet... but methinks I can begin the process... slowly. A jump taken nearly five months ago has just about begun to lead me to its culmination. I think I can modestly say that I've done it, well almost. Nothing earth-shattering really; but suffice it to say that it's been yet another challenging excercise aimed at proving points to myself, and I think I've almost got it now.
One can never be too sure or even too careful in such matters, but I did have it all planned and laid out straight... as meticulously as possible. And I've learned that sincere efforts do pay off. And that that's all it takes to get out of a creaking groove, make things generally uncomfortable for yourself, but come out on the brighter side of the tunnel for all the quiet agony and discomfort. Most importantly: with your dignity in tact. Yes, that's supremely important, at least in my case it is.
Tamasoma jyotir gamayo... that's one of the most beautiful expressions I've ever come across, and understandably one of my favourite. The ancients sure knew their chalk from their cheese: from darkness lead me to light... it never ceases to light up my mind and make me all warm inside just realising the true import of those words: tamasoma jyotir gamayo...
Well, I need all the inner strength that I can muster to walk out through this last layer of cobwebs from that dark cave behind me. I can see brightness beyond, I can almost breathe the free air without, and I already feel the warmth in my brittle bones and my now-thawing blood stream. Hey you! Make way! Here I come! Stand in my path at your own peril!
One can never be too sure or even too careful in such matters, but I did have it all planned and laid out straight... as meticulously as possible. And I've learned that sincere efforts do pay off. And that that's all it takes to get out of a creaking groove, make things generally uncomfortable for yourself, but come out on the brighter side of the tunnel for all the quiet agony and discomfort. Most importantly: with your dignity in tact. Yes, that's supremely important, at least in my case it is.
Tamasoma jyotir gamayo... that's one of the most beautiful expressions I've ever come across, and understandably one of my favourite. The ancients sure knew their chalk from their cheese: from darkness lead me to light... it never ceases to light up my mind and make me all warm inside just realising the true import of those words: tamasoma jyotir gamayo...
Well, I need all the inner strength that I can muster to walk out through this last layer of cobwebs from that dark cave behind me. I can see brightness beyond, I can almost breathe the free air without, and I already feel the warmth in my brittle bones and my now-thawing blood stream. Hey you! Make way! Here I come! Stand in my path at your own peril!
