Our True Selves + Story of the Swamp Deer and Us

A different way of seeing yourself… Seeing yourself in a different light- it would definitely show you the inner-most feelings that you’re trying to hide even from yourself. You may not even identify the person you really are. And that is the path where we all fail in loving ourselves- the true ourselves.

I had heard a long time back,

In the days of childhood,

The story of a swamp deer,

Who adored his lovely antlers,

Sitting atop his head.

This was the personality of his,

He really really adored,

But couldn’t see his flexible legs,

Because they were ugly.

He had a false perception of himself,

Which just covered his beauty,

He could no more see his real power,

The power that his legs beheld.

Once going through the forest by the lake,

Admiring the shadow of his lovely antlers,

The swamp deer heard the loud call,

Of the vicious predator wolves.

The voice came from nearby,

And the deer knew this time is so wry,

He started to run away from the voice,

But till then the wolves had got his trail,

And now were now behind their prey.

The swamp deer started running away,

And soon it seemed he had lost the wolves,

All thanks to his long flexible legs,

That gave him the power of running so well.

The swamp deer took a deep breath of relief,

But still in order to save himself,

Made an incentive to hide in the long bushes.

As he entered the bushes, everything went loose,

For his beautiful antlers got stuck in the bushes.

He tried, struggled to get them free,

But there was nothing he could do.

All his struggles were in vain,

And all of a sudden again came the howl.

It seemed as if the prey has been found again,

The swamp deer tried to get himself free,

He struggled even more and more,

And now even cursed God for his beautiful antlers.

The rest of the story goes like as what you can imagine,

The legs at first saved the swamp deer,

But his beautiful antlers brought him death,

For he could not accept himself fully,

He couldn’t know his real power,

That resided in his legs.

Similar is the case of us all,

We get a perception, we love ourselves,

For the image we have of us in our minds,

But the powerful truth resides in our feelings,

Within us, hence, it is time for us to embrace “us”.

Patience

Getting an all of a sudden urge to write, I’m here trying to write. I was just reading a book “Eat Pray Love” by Elizabeth Gilbert and I got restless since the pace of the book is quite slow and I’m very impatient and I always want to discover more and more in the least bit of time. And that gets me to what I would be writing about today- Patience, a quality I haven’t embraced in my life so far but I can write about it for my benefit as well as that of some one reading this post.

Ok,

Patience- I think Patience means

 “controlling the wild spirit that bestows in you and tries to make the things rushed up, it would be an art of controlling your wild self”.

  That is what I mean when I say the word patience. You might be having your own version of the meaning or you might have got stuck with the dictionary meaning of patience, which by the way I never do care to learn word to word. 

So, patience- why do we require it to be a part of our lives? Why do we want to restrict the wild being of our being which wants the things to be rushed up? Well, I like things when they change constantly, when they are rushed up. Don’t you? But still I want patience in me and many others also do want it to be a regular part of their selves. Why? Well, the simple answer might be that the patience reduces the burden of things. When you’re rushing up your life, things might get tangled in the phases of time or they might get a little destructive which makes me ask- can patience subdue this rushing up effects in our lives?- the answer of which I don’t know as per now.

Sloooooow

Still, what I think I know is that the patience is good… yes, it is good for being patient makes you see life with a different and slow perspective. This life is worth living, that book is worth reading- hence, patience would bring forth a new mindset that would let you enjoy the life bit by bit and let me enjoy the book bit by bit. Isn’t it so?

Patience can behold the destructiveness stormy attitude you form while being rushed up. Well, I would be opposing my aforesaid statement but I think rushing up won’t bring about the so-called destructiveness stormy attitude I have myself quoted(crazy, isn’t it?) necessarily and patience can’t necessarily subdue this so-called destructiveness stormy attitude. (Ha! I’m tired of writing this big phrase) But patience can help you being patient which is an achievement of inner most rest that you can give to your enraging inner-self, well, agree or not, but there is a side of you which is always enraging- flaring up to make things go faster at one point or the other.

You can call yourself completely patient, but I know there comes a time when every one just gets so much enraged(by their enraging inner-self) that they can’t be patient any more which brings me further to my next question- Is patience a way to lead your life?

Well, I don’t think so. Patience isn’t a way of leading your life, it is just a method of easing the pace of your life which is good in itself but can be better if a little amount of patience is embraced in the life.

Hence, I am going to learn some patience, accepting it in my inner-being to subdue its enraging side somehow for any bit of a small moment, to enjoy life, to see life through a new perspective, to reduce the burden, to just let go and feel somewhat eased.

What do you think?