Soliloquies- Vipassana Days
I lost the sense of time. It’s been 10 days since I typed, wrote, expressed through words. These are few words I’m using after a long time. How did I pass my time? Do I need to break it into days, nights, hours, moods, seasons, weather, sheep hours?
How do I describe my time?
Sitting at the cabin, I look at the red flag that drenched, wavered during the sunny days and got soaked in rain for days, nights. The stoic yellow pipe didn’t move a bit. The sheep 29 got kissed by Peer. As Peer touched and snuggled her, she let Peer do it for long time.
Whom did I meet here?
Nicolay. Peer, peter without T. Ramez, Mirko, Luder, Klaus, Cornell, Chayan,
Sheet of clouds are hanging above our heads and at the horizon, I see a breathing space for the Sun to have a sight of humans, us.
Will I miss this place? Before I even leave, I’m thinking of how I would feel, when I will leave this place.
What has this nature taught me?
What did I learn from N. Till I met N, I was worried of many things. After seeing this lanky old man, showing up at the kitchen to wash the dishes. In and out, hhe figure out what to do and got the pace and didn’t let anyone tell what to do. There’s water on the floor. He washed the floor once and second time it’s wet, He got a cloth under his feet and kept moving around. To see an old man working continuedly, as active as a teen, I realized that I have nothing to complain.
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