‘Every one of us has in him an undiscovered continent. Blessed is he who acts the Columbus to his own soul’. – Author unknown.
During the time I was living in the Middle East, one time I caught a late evening flight to Mumbai. My mum was there to receive me at the airport and I walked into her arms like a lost person returning home. The tectonic plates were shifting and something was changing, like a seismic activity at the soul level. I later learnt that the feeling of being lost is actually a good thing, because that’s when you know that you can be found. That there is a place you are meant to return to.
I believe in the theory that our emotions, feelings and thoughts find expression through our bodies. The physical manifestations are a reflection of that. So it was evident that all the bottled-up fizz was gonna spill out sometime. And it did. I did not want to end up bitter, so I started questioning things. Instead of asking: ‘why me?’, I wondered: ‘what is life trying to teach me?’ They say that experiences keep coming back to you until you learn what you’re supposed to. It’s a thought worth exploring.
So, one thing led to another and I kept toddling along, trying to understand and explore myself. Once I put the intention in place, inspiration and help started appearing out of nowhere. There are lots of angels around, if you just look for them. There will be one at every turn, at every crossroad; waiting to hold your hand and take you ahead. One such angel I found at the right time was Leesha. She talks about angels all the time but little does she realize that she is one. From an ordinary young girl battling life’s miseries, she found the courage to not only find her own magnificence but constantly pushes others to find theirs too. From the moment I first met Lee, I knew she was special. Her radiance, her quiet smile, her kind words cleared the cobwebs from my mind. She didn’t give me solutions; rather she made me seek them on my own.
We all have our own unique experiences. Some like to be secretive about theirs, some cover theirs with dejection, some are just trying to get by, and then there are the ones who show us how life is meant to be lived. I like the ones who wear their heart on their sleeves. They are the ones who hold their heads high, who don’t believe in being ashamed of anything. They are the torch-bearers who inspire us. And so you find them and try to follow their light.
For me, there came a time when being in my cocoon was harder than breaking free. From a shy, pathologically introverted type, I seem to have morphed into this blatant, unconcealed kind of woman who unabashedly goes around telling people how she feels. But I like it this way; especially when I see that people reciprocate and respond to the enthusiasm.
The other day I met up with a friend and was trying to encourage her to explore her talent of crocheting. We had talked about everything under the sun, but when she spoke about how she had made a beautiful crocheted purse for her daughter, there was this spark in her eyes, a glow on her face, that wasn’t there before. I wish I could have held a mirror to her in that moment. And maybe I did, for she told me a week later that she had taken up a new project after a really long time.
Here I am reminded of C. Joybell C’s words: “You can be the most beautiful person in the world and everybody sees light and rainbows when they look at you, but if you yourself don’t know it, all of that doesn’t even matter. Every second that you spend on doubting your worth, every moment that you use to criticize yourself; is a second of your life wasted, is a moment of your life thrown away. It’s not like you have forever, so don’t waste any of your seconds, don’t throw even one of your moments away”.
It doesn’t matter if others validate you or not. You need to give yourself a chance, read your chapter out loud. Among other things, this blog is a reflection of me. If even one person connects with me through my writing, I am satisfied. It is through these tiny little encounters that I feel complete. It is then that I feel like I am crafting what is essentially ‘me’.
Like George Bernard Shaw said, “Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself”. If you are waiting for the right time, don’t. Start creating yourself now.
4 thoughts on “BEING COLUMBUS”
‘She didn’t give me solutions; rather she made me seek them on my own.’….
“Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself”
nyc lines n my key take aways for a ruminating deep ponder…..
…really dont know what life is all about… what with all the uncertainities and constant challenges thrown at us…. .. guess picking on the little pleasures of life is the key…. really your mind declutter project is not as easy at it sounds… my heart pains for the sordid beheadings in iraq… or the rape n brutal killing of a 4 yr old…. ….or the atrocities meted out to animals by humans…… can never feel at peace.. while the world is not at peace… if only your little blogs with such positive thoughts n pious intents can spread and connect like the raindrops and form a ocean of peace and happiness….. …a wishful thought…
Yet again, Renu..you say things so simply.. the analogies that you use – ‘the tectonic plates..seismic activity..’ and then connect it to the soul.. Brilliant!!
I remember you to be that shy, quiet girl who has blossomed into this beautiful, colorful butterfly. You awaken people around you, their need to find joy in simple things..that’s what I like about you..
Life is definitely about creating yourself..keep inspiring your readers with your writing..
Mel, thank you for always finding time to read and appreciate my work. Your words are as much an inspiration to me, as mine are to you. Cheers!
Being COLUMBUS, that’s really creative and thoughtful writing. Inspiring words.
The words of ‘ C. Joybell C’s’, is something to remember, day-in-day-out!
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