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Thursday, February 13, 2014

Only.

I am sitting in the car, we are going to some relative's place for dinner. It is dark outside. I notice the funny lines on the billboards, bored, I move to noticing the lamp posts, soon they disappear and lush trees appear in sight looking dark and scary in the night.

 I notice them for a while and then look up. All along, there is just one thing since the start of my journey from home till now on the road that has remained with me. The moon smiles back. It seems to have been following me since the moment I left home. I spoke to the moon before dozing off. I woke up, we were still on the motorway, the moon still there. I felt we would win and the moon would be left behind. Didn't happen either. I am still on the road. Moon remains my point of reference. My guide. My solace. People sitting in the front of the car change. People sitting next to me change. People outside, the boards, the trees, the areas, the lamp posts everything changes. What doesn't change is the Moon.

From parents to friends to crushes to our partners. We are always in search of filling our devoid. It is like we hold ourselves tight in the world, desperately looking for someone/something to empty ourselves on. To rely on. We are frustratingly looking for that feeling that once that moon gave to us every time we looked at it as a child from the backseat of our car on the motorway. 

And when just about everyone seems to fail at letting us be dependent on them, we get impatient. In our desperate outward attempt to fill the inward void, we start trading our emptiness. In search for the Moon, we start calling everyone the moon. We start making deals of our voids. You take care of me, I'll take care of you. We get into friendships, we get into substance abuse, we get into relationships - all simply out of attempts to feel like that little kid who had the moon all along his journey. 

We need to stop looking for the moon in people like you and me. Stop satisfying our devoid with temporary illusions of Perfection. Stop driving our pain away with opium addictions of people, things and places. 

We need to stop looking around and simply look up. 
He stands between me and me. 
Within Me. Of Him who knows me more than myself. 
He runs through me, for me, with me, outside of me. 

He stands between me and you. 
When you hurt me, I turn to Him. 
When I feel the need of dependence for you, I turn to Him. 
When I feel you're happy, I turn to Him. 
When I feel you're sad, I turn to Him. 
When you need me, I am here because He is with me. 

All along, I am being to you what He is to me. As just another human with needs, we need to learn to be the child who looks up to the Moon that Lasts. We need to be the child that empties the heart to the Moon. He is like that moon that made us smile and kept us accompanied through our journey as a child.

He is the Utmost Refuge. The Reference Point. The Focal Point. 
He gives us to give the world.
So that, when the world comes stumbling upon to you, you give them of everything you have while not expecting the same in return. For your expectations, your peace, your mundane daily solace lies with Him. you tell Him and He'll do the rest for you as He has been doing. You just be and let Him Be.