The Brink
Meditation does wonder in our brains, but apart from that, it helps us realize things we normally wouldn’t when we’re in a non-meditative state, or shall I say the ordinary waking hours. Recently, out of nowhere, a thought sprang out of my subconscious: the idea of the brink. The brink — crossroad, crevice, or whatever you call it — refers to the point in our life where we either let the emotions take their cathartic moment or take another radical approach, which is taking one level of thinking higher. The latter is rather difficult, I mean why on earth should we digress from letting that rocket full of emotional baggage take off? Well, it’s futile, and it’s exhausting.
So you’re on the brink, try to think: “might this be a dream?” Or, visualize yourself being lifted up in the air, seeing what’s beyond the horizon, seeing people, cars, vegetation, and all that make up that city life on a small scale. Does it feel we’re just pieces of the puzzles in this complicated game we call life? Does it feel like we’re just actors in this movie where actors decide what will happen next? Do you feel like, sometimes, whatever you do won’t matter, or how much emotion you put into that situation that took you to that metaphorical brink isn’t much worth it? You may feel different, an ambivalent feeling of tranquility and contentment. It’s when you may feel a sudden wave of clarity, like getting doused with icy cold water. You’ll realize that you’re like a tiny speck of dust in a massive, convoluted string of life. And with that realization, you gain a sense of control, a sense of fulfillment, and a sense of wonder and stability.
