Beautiful baby , beautiful world
An old man carrying his granddaughter
baby on the road holds her tightly but not too tight; just to make sure his
weak muscles don’t make a mistake. The baby rests her small chin on her
grandpa’s shoulder with woolen scarf around her head to protect her from cold.
Her dark black eyes resembling a jewel, is in her own world with no purpose.
You are just behind this old man adoring the comely pink cheeks she carrying.
And as you are finding a way from your heart to look into her eyes, she stops
her wondering and stares back at you. You feel the connection.
As your happy hormones surge, you
smile. She then sparks a beautiful smile and your heart leaps in joy. You can
see yourself in her. The things didn’t stop there. The rest of evening went as
pleasant as it could.
While you connect the internet
successfully we have long lost the art of connecting with people from the
heart. And that art needn’t be learnt because that is what we are already built
with.
We just need to be aware of it
again. The reality isn’t perceived; it
is created and then perceived. That we all are one single entity. Don’t
disconnect others by considering them as a separate being. It is instead your
part who you are talking to. That is what everyone says tapping into
conscience. When you start living as one entity you begin to experience new
levels of life, a different dimension you will know that enmity and hatred doesn’t
exist.
A small experiment to do-
Just approach your friend or
anyone, but with a mindset that he/she is a reflection of you, a part of you
and not a separate being. Try talking with this feeling to them.
You may try this thing with your
pet too. Feel as if he is one with you.
And if you try to hug a tree with this connection you will find the
tree hugging you back!
I shall be waiting for your
comments below to know what you experienced.
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