Muse | There are those times... 26th March 2011

There are times...

Ah, well; this one starts out on a reflective mode. "Oh Yeah! Which one does not?", asked a friend of mine to me once on my blogs.

You know sometimes in life it is that feel - that feel to which you cannot give a name or meaning; or rather you "DARE" not give it such. The feeling that there is something in life which is far deeper than what we experience in every day life (la vie quotidien)? The feeling that, borrowing from Carl Jung, there is a rhizome underneath and what we see is only the exterior. The feeling that there is life in that subterranean that is always 'as is' despite all the mental and emotional complexities of our daily actions and reflections.

I was talking with this friend of mine. Incidentally, in today's world text messages also are counted as 'talk'. Well, coming back to our conversation. We got sharing on how our lives have been the past few months and both of us felt that there is a life other than what we call life or live or see it every day. It is the inherent silence, depth, richness, call it whatever which is ever present; and possibly what we call life is only an offshoot of that real life.

How else do you account for the experience that despite feeling terribly low or mighty high, there is a sense inner calm that we experience at times. There are times when no matter what our emotional and mental state is, there is a sense of peace deep down. No matter what happens on the outside, there is still something within. I wonder often what it is; and I pine for those moments more and more.

Yes, There are those times...