Striking a balance

What is life? This is such a profound question for a Sunday at 10pm.

I am going to make an attempt to answer.

Life is the energy that flows through us, through our cells. The energy that flows through all living beings, and to some extent in the atoms of non living beings.

I don’t know if I am scientifically accurate there though. I mean I am sure your table or chair wouldn’t start speaking. But we are not here to discuss that. We can leave that for another blog post.

Lately a part of me is realising the value of Life. I speak of life as the energy and not as this ‘lifespan’. I am not narcissistic enough to believe my lifespan is very amazing or valuable. I do know I love living, but I don’t really know its value. I keep doing as much good as I can in order to add some value to my life.

But let’s stop diverting. The point is Life, the energy, is kinda amazing. It just stays there as you make plans and goals, it goes with you and is basically you.

Do you ever realise that this energy is every single day defined and redefined by you?

“I am someone who does not like chocolate.” “I cannot read horror stories.” “I feel my political opinions are so and so.” And yet life as an energy exists in you and the people who are completely opposite of you.

So the energy itself is not defined by these traits. So you are not exactly ‘special’ because of your traits, colour, citizenship, education, and not even your age.

Yes, these things help others get to know you better. But is that what you and I really are?

Imagine there are several sculptors and there is a competition. You are one of them and you carve a wonderful sculpture, it is magnificent and everyone is in awe with the details you have put in it. Others also do a good job and everyone’s statue looks completely different, or has very little similarities.

But the one thing that is common between all the sculpture is the clay used to make it. So here we are with the one thing in common — clay. And we are sculpting our lives as we go.

At some point you are going to stop being jealous of other people’s sculptures. Heck you are even going to stop seeing the differences between your sculpture and theirs and you will only see the one thing that bonds this all together. Clay. Life.

But that doesn’t mean you turn your sculpture into a blob of clay just because ‘it is all the same’. You go ahead and make the most magnificent sculpture there is to make. Not for rewards, not to get ‘ahead of others’, but just because you love sculpting.

And that is what I have realised life is. We are not exactly all equal as we have been given different studios to sculpt in. Yet, we can not let that difference hamper us.

We can only enjoy sculpting (living) and make sure we give our best as we go ahead.

At some point all of this will disintegrate, the universe will collapse unto itself and the original clay aka energy might only be what remains.

Until then, I’d like the energy in me to shine through and live through and through.

This is probably a very odd realisation to have in the mid of May. But, I have partly come to a point where I no longer measure my success, instead I am living in the best way I can and strongly working towards my goals.

But in my heart I also know those goals do not define me. The energy is undefinable and that is the understanding of life I want to hold onto. So that I do not lose myself in the maddening game where everyone wants to be put in ‘boxes’ and allow themselves to live a mediocre life by simply cherishing the external without understand the internal. I want to cherish them both.

So that is this Sunday’s insane musings. Stay tuned for more crazy talk like this I hope.

P.S. This blog post could also be a result of me having my first mango of the season! Have a great week ahead!