Take a deep breath…. Close your eyes…
…release your breath and at the same moment, imagine yourself taking a deep dive into your pool of consciousness.
Swimming around your mind, amongst your vast memories that constitutes both happiness and sadness. You swim by memories both small and big, significant and insignificant…and perhaps, tragic memories in which the perfection of all those timed tragedies creates beauty in its form. The struggle. And the realization that love and betrayal are not a faraway concept but a concept so similar to each other that it is almost touching.
Love. Perhaps it is not such a small thing. And perhaps it is not big as well. Your love for that person was big but to that person your love was small. You thought that love was only towards your families and to your significant other…that that is love. But love wasn’t something with a great purpose but was a collection of small actions in your lives—those small interactions you made throughout your lives.
The numerous tears of sadness and joy you have shed. The numerous times you have listened to others’ sorrows and their joy. The numerous actions you took not for yourself but for the sake of others even if it was some small act of opening a door for a lady - that seemingly insignificant common etiquette.
But then you realize as you go through each memory and moment of yours—that those small memories of yours holds the very premise of what humanity is: an existence of love. And then at that moment, you realize the meanings of all your past memories—the meanings of your humanity; you realize that you lived a life full of love. And in that realization, no longer empty promises and betrayal be such significance, despite those empty promises and betrayal being part of your memories.
And then… you see the light and reach the end of your swim.
You pull yourself out of your ponderance.
Open your eyes and freeing yourself from your blindness of closing your eyes.
You see a vision of bright light in your reality (because you have closed your eyes for far too long).
Take a deep breathe…
And now release…
And at the same time you realize who you were…that the memories led you to realize that you have lived a life full of love and your life is continuing.
You finally find yourself. That you are a beautiful person who has lived a life full of love. And that you are a person of love.
So when life is hard…
When you convince yourself that you have experienced empty promises and betrayals. Whatever it may be…
Remember, yes, those empty promises and betrayals will become part of your memories…That’s it.
They will become your memories: nothing more or…nothing less.
But these memories are not tragedies or a curse, but a building block towards you finding yourself.
Towards the realization that YOU…are a beautiful person of love.