On reflection, my observations of our life’s building blocks are based on our childhood. Our parents influence us, and we then become moulded into this individual that can be very religious or completely the opposite, agnostic, or even scientifically driven by only seeking evidence and living to uncover the truth behind everyone’s mask.
My own thoughts and reflections amount to the same feelings I had when I was in my teens; without balance we can easily lose our way, equilibrium. The scales of our existence is what it’s all about. Being extreme in anything always creates negativities and the opposite; being a spectator and doing nothing also creates problems. The negativity and problems I talk about are not so much to do with other people, but they are about what we think of ourselves, how we see ourselves. Our lives endeavours are really about recognising who we really are and what we want to become.
We set ourselves very high goals that are often never achieved. Indeed, the essence of being in touch with oneself is to be that observer of the conscience and to know that self-respect doesn’t come easy; it’s a battle between our ego and our sublime conscience. Nurturing ourselves and observing the true self is an incredible healing process. It requires depth and stillness of body and soul.
My brief thoughts are based on a question I had when I was able to still my mind for the first time and still remains the matter of all unanswered discussions:
“Why are we here?”
We all try to answer this question in our own way. On that theoretical stage we try to participate so that we become the observed instead of always being the spectator or part of that audience.
I have a lot to say on this subject but unfortunately, I cannot answer that question.I can, however, throw a thought into that thinking hat.