It’s raining outside, and the sound of it creates melodies on the roof. I’m sitting next to my window, looking outside. Drops are falling into the canals, the tree leaves are shaking, clouds are moving slowly but relentlessly and my breath is at a slow pace.
How many times do you stop yourself for a few minutes, and just… be?
Forgetting about the past, its traumas, bad experiences, sadness and accepting the ignorance of the future, at peace with the current present moment.
We fear those empty seconds, we have got so used to always having something in the background playing, distracting us. We mascared our internal monologues with podcasts and songs.
But when we stop, we stay put and listen, for real, to ourselves. That’s when we feel.
Tuning up to ourselves
At moments it feels shallow, empty and without purpose. At times there are glimpses of happiness and peace. But keep breathing, in and out, fresh air going through the lungs. Another car passes by. An ambulance in the background, a seagull flies by and the leaves keep dancing to the rhythm of the drops.
Time slows down when your thoughts are focused on yourself, seconds appear as minutes, and minutes seem like hours. The body screams for more moments like this.
When did we abandon ourselves to the distractions of the modern world? It didn’t happen from one day to another. We allowed technology to get in our way, we embraced it, and the novelty of it was exciting and attractive.
Now we don’t have to meet new friends, we can follow them, we don’t need to date people, we just match them, soon we won’t have to die alone anymore, but stream it.
We tried making the world better at the reach of a finger click, and in the process, we gave up a part of ourselves.
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