Bright White Light..
Light that forms an empty canvass in front of you.. White light
There is nothing you can think of...
nothing you can do..
Absolutely nothing...
You forget you are in the middle of something..
Some work probably,
Busy street..
But Absolutely nothing is what you feel..
You even forget you are alive,
you forget to breathe....
But that is exact time when you know it all...
The canvass is not empty,
It is full of Glory..
Full of happiness
Full of purity
Utmost serenity...
That is when you meet "yourself"..
Your "soul".. if you have to name..
Thereon..
You know life better, Fuller..
Nothing Scares you..
Absolutley nothing bothers you..
Coz you know..
Light..
The Bright white light..
n your soul is always with you..
Magical it seems.. I have never experienced this but I feel that such a thing exist and one day I will also have the opportunity to meet "me".. my soul if you have to name it...
Its just mesmerising.. this thought of meeting your "soul"...
I dont even know all this is making any sense at all, but if you read Paulo Coelho's work.. You will probably understand what i meant.. This specific book, the witch of portobello.. I picked up hurriedly during my one of visits to the library.. I was not too keen about it.. But it so happened, it kind of happened , this book, the incidences narrated guided me in few situations.. daily interactions probably and i realised it has to be true someway or the other..
You may not find it so..
But for me... If you have to name.. call it "coincidence"..
Just like Albert Einstein stated "Coincidence.. is God's way of remaining anonymous.”
