Meditation Day 28 – 0
Day 37
To reels of inspirations. Scrolls of motivations.
A quadraplegic man’s man is to do a triathlon. His brother tows him as he swims. Pulls him with his cycle. Pushes him as he runs. And together, they finish the race. The able bodied kissing the disabled as they finish, tears rolling down both faces.
Armless mom and her 3-year old toddler. Mother uses her feet to take out her credit card. Little one pays for a snack. Mother opens the pack using her big and small toes of her feet, and the toddler eats her snack happily. A mother with her small backpack and her toddler walks on happily. Where are they going, I wonder.
A torso of man missing an arm and lower body asks why you keep asking yourself and not finding yourself at gym. This worry is a privilege. Having legs is a privilege. So is having both sets of arms.
A man telling his wife to be how he loves her more. Not more than she does. No, not like that. He loves her more than any obstacle that is going to come between us. He loves her more than the anger that may arise to keep him away from her. He loves her more than any illness that may disturb their peace.
We villify social media, and yes. They are unsocial in that we are not active participants. Doom scrolling, a system design that keeps us tethered to heroine that continues to want to inject in us.
Like everything in life, what we see and who we surround ourselves with is a choice. The more you look for the good, the more good will come to us. The more inspiration you seek, the more inspiration you will see. We seek what we see. We see what we seek.
It’s so simple, yet we get it wrong majority of the time. I get it wrong often, but I am getting better at getting it right too.
These reels are like the different colors of inspirations that make us look up to see our own reflections, appreciating kaleidoscope of beauty all around. A simple reminder to look up and around us to see things as they are.
