When I was in school, someone gifted me a kaleidoscope. I remember being quite enamored by the uniqueness of the toy. The science behind it escaped me at the time, but the fascination lasted for quite a while. If you think about it, all a kaleidoscope contains is angled mirrors and little bits of colored objects. But the patterns alter depending on movement, and light that infiltrates through the other end. That’s how life is too – little things coming together to form patterns. But what’s important is to ‘let the light in.’
Of late, my words are slow to come. I go from staring uncomprehendingly into voids to thinking too much, thoughts either stagnant or interlacing and threatening to gush out in torrents. I’ve been aching for serenity, for unflustered reflections and deliberate actions. For a culmination of the bipolarity of my two selves – one that finds the exotic in the ordinary and the other that looks for familiarity in the unknown. I long to step out of the dark and find my own radiance.
As November moved forward, I started yearning more and more for a throwback to calm days. Days when I could sit still and luxuriate in nothing but my own skin. My yoga days which were history now, beckoned to me. So I pulled out my blue tattered mat and tried to meditate. Meditation is unbeatable in its simplicity, but don’t be fooled into thinking that it’s easy. Thoughts cascade and hurtle across like an avalanche over you. A few days into it and things start getting better; until you reach a point where everything stands absolutely still.
Life is always a work-in-progress. You build some and crumble some. And sometimes, you have to assemble yourself from scratch. There’s much to learn from every experience and every person you encounter, even toddlers. Recently, I teamed up with my three year old nephew, Ethan in a bid to encourage his new passion – coloring. It was surreal, the way we bonded over rhythmically moving crayons, not just with each other, but with our own selves. And just like that I discovered a new way to meditate.
I don’t believe in coincidences, so a couple of days later, when my daughter introduced me to Mandala coloring pages for adults, I knew there was a connection. This was a new bridge to cross. An opportunity to deconstruct and interpret pre-determined notions. As I poured color into the intricate designs, it was like creating a self-portriat, understated and pure. Mandala which means ‘circle’ in Sanskrit is a spiritual symbol representing the universe. A simple geometric shape that has no beginning or end, much like space or our own abiding souls. I loved the purity of the experience. Whatever the endeavor, our triumphs depend on our openness to receive and grow from it.
Life is fickle; proof of it was the November rain that poured out of unrelenting skies onto bewildered heads two nights ago. It’s amazing if you’re prepared for such impulsiveness, like some people who actually walked under umbrellas. If not, it does well to go with the flow and enjoy the pandemonium. That’s how the kaleidoscope of life works. That is how the light gets in. So we, my daughter and I, got home drenched and made quite an evening of it with hot baths, a couple of drinks, steaming food, an animated exchange of stories and an old classic on the television. Evenings like that are ephemeral and not to be wasted. They’re like visiting old childhood haunts that leave one replete.
So at the end of all the meditation, whether it was by sitting still or decanting color into monochromatic patterns, valuable realizations emerged. That there is a season for everything. For rushing around and for slowing down. That self-discovery can come from the most inconspicuous of experiences. That once we let the light in, life can be beautiful from every angle. All we need to do is relentlessly work at discovering our real selves. When Michelangelo was applauded for the magnificence of David’s statue, all he said was this: “David was always there in the marble. I just took away everything that was not David.” This is what Shifrah Combiths describes as ‘Michelangelic’ – the beauty that’s left when everything that doesn’t belong is chipped away.
14 thoughts on “MICHELANGELIC”
Superb! ren, colourful n really enjoyed reading every single word, keep experiencing the beautiful life, this one is a new high!
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Always looking for highs, Shashi. Haha! Thanks. 😜
Life is actually a kaleidoscope, literally.Life is beautiful and full of light just as the colorful pieces in the kaleidoscope. Every twist and turn gives our life a new thing to learn.
Life becomes a new meaning with every passing day bringing in new experiences.
It’s how u perceive it and how it makes u happy
Ren I really could relate to this piece of writing coz my chota kiddo is into drawing nw and the way he perceives every new shape and size makes it really enjoyable to see it from his angle of perception.
Keep up the good writing
Hey Mavis, thanks. Ethan and your son are about the same age. It’s fascinating to watch them, yes. Every time I am with Ethan, I re-learn or learn something new. 😊
Life is so colorful, so intricate yet so simple..if only we remember to let some light in..thanks dear for your soulful words..love always..
Thanks for being my sunshine, Mel. 💝
Unfathomable, how thoughtful, simple yet majestic this post is. Wise wise words, Aunty. Thought-provoking as always. One of your best posts, if not the best. Absolute Masterclass.
Thank you, Jeremy. That’s high praise. Am very touched that you not just read but take time to comment as well. Cheers, son! 😊👍
Such beautiful words… just by reading them, I feel calmer inside. Life is about the little things and it’s always the time to appreciate them – whether it is spending time with loved ones or dancing in the rain, laughing with friends or eating meals with the family. May many more coloring books cross your path in the future!
Hey Sim, glad my words made you feel calmer. That’s the only kind of success I’m looking for. Bless you, love.
Thought provoking, especially the aspect of letting the light in.
Thank you, Augustine.
As always and as ever, your writings are always ‘INSPIRING’! (No words to describe !)
Life inside a Kaleidoscope! Well presented. (Knowing it is different!)
Understanding “Life inside a Kaleidoscope” is the ESSENCE!
That you brought the understanding of that essence is key!
‘Meditation’, ‘Coloring’, ‘Rain’, et-all, provided the perspectives needed to see the meaning of life, showing that life is always colorful and its up-to us to change our looks!
It did inspire a poem.
Thank you very much, Ramesh.