When I was young...

There was a 6 month old baby across the next table staring at me yesterday. During our staring match, I wondered what he was thinking and was told probably not much. A pure little creature who's only job is to be adorable and adored.

In a few years (we will give him a few months of respite), the ride of his life shall begin. If he navigates well with the light of awareness, sword of courage and lots of luck, he might escape insanity but more than likely, the light behind those eyes will dim. The exhaustion of putting up the facade, keeping up the struggles of 'success' ... to be adorable or adored will depend on the approved of the invisible almighty approval bureau of life. The label reads that nobody will leave pure in spirit, creative in nature or loving in heart.

Contrary to the recent spike in suicides of celebrities, I think death has never really been an option. It is life that provides the array of possibilities and choices. Beyond the thinking, body, fears, desires, happiness, pain, attachments... is the vastness of which the 6 month old baby sits. In that present moment, he is more than enough. And so are you. Namaste.

'Wisdom is knowing I am nothing. Love is knowing I am everything. And between the two my life moves.' Sir Nisargatta Maharaj