Saturday, June 27, 2020

Keep Me Burning


Humans are social animals, animals nevertheless. No two people are alike. Some love being the center of the attention, some run from attention of any kind. While both of these moves are absolutely their own choices to which they are entitled, it is also the bad virtue of  humans to judge. We judge the others, the moment we find something dissimilar. We judge, when our ideas don't match, we judge because in our own minds, we know the best. The others are never as important as us, and if they are, the same others would stump us out, the basic nature of us, social animals.

We, in our own little stories, are the flames that give the light to others so that they can see what is going around. In glory, we burn bright, in misery, it seems that life is up against our flames with strong winds, we flicker, but we do survive. Our survival, our stories, our ups and downs are all encompassed in that one little lamp of life, and as long as life goes, we must keep burning.

We don't live alone. Humans have built an entire society to live in and live by, and if some of us just can't go through all the rules of the society, still we are not all alone. We have a close few, who make our life what it is. For others, who are extremely sociable, there are so many, far and wide, a big number of people around. Their life seems to be a party, so bright, so much mirth, fun , laughter and light. When seen closely, we are all lighting our own little corners. With a number of lamps lit together, of course, the scene is bright, and pretty and shimmering with joy. But our close knit groups of lamps look equally beautiful from afar. Most importantly, even if somebody is absolutely lonely, their own light is enough to show path to another, to flame up an entire forest, to give the light of life, to somebody else.

So it is our duty to regularly oil our lamps to keep us burning. Our own, as well as of those who are around us, the lights must shine. We must know what fuels us. Desire is one of the most effective oils. Unless we are driven by a desire, what would we aim for? What would our goals be? Desire is important to burn our own lamps. However the same oil cannot be used to fuel those around us. They need something different.

To light up those around us, there is no better fuel than kindness and compassion. It might take a few minutes of our lives, it might be just a mere few words to us, but we really never know the wonders that could be achieved by a few kind words of compassion and encouragement. Maybe that's all that is needed to guard a flickering lamp facing a strong wind. Maybe, those few words could liven up a dying flame. Truly, there is no bigger joy than to watch someone lighten up with a bit of our own help. Whether they acknowledge it or not, we know what we are capable of.

We often talk about the world being a big bad dark place. If we know the right people, the world doesn't remain so dark anymore. It is important to know who are out there to help us keep our flames bright. It is equally important for us to be one such person, who would keep burning, and help the fellow lamps light up the surroundings. Together, we could never fail to create a bright and beautiful world around us.

8 comments:

  1. The way that you've found judgement to be the problem within recognizing differences is wonderful. When Vincent Van Gogh was alive he was judged to be a madman, and yet today he's one of the most influential painters in history. I imagine he judged himself to be less than the others around him as his work went unappreciated in his lifetime.

    The overcrowding of identity you present at the end of the first paragraph is excellent. If I were to restate what you've said: significance of individuals must be held within the minds of those who would recognize them. For me, your words highlight the erasure of people from history who have had tremendous impact in humanity's advances, as well as their erasure from peoples' minds who would be able to appreciate and identify with them if they were properly venerated. In our own societies, these true heroes seem to be carried on only in stories and metaphors.

    But, as you go on to say, it is that driving force to be known, to be judged in a good light, that ends up causing us to overwhelm others with our own image, our own flame. And it's the judgement itself that causes this destructive behavior. We incorrectly judge ourselves, then we incorrectly identify others as being the same as us because our own selves are the most we can truly, intimately know, then we judge others for not living up to the supposed shortcomings we've found within ourselves. 'They are human, I am human.' 'I have hair, they have hair.' 'They eat food, I eat food.' 'We are the same.' 'I value fast cars, they must, too.' 'They value fancy clothes, I must, too.'

    So many of us live our lives trying to impress ourselves while assuming we are trying to impress others. But one can never see themself through an other's eyes and will always fail to accomplish such a goal. This endless cycle can be ended by giving up on judgement.

    As you say, the dark loses its lack of light if we can learn to appreciate each other instead of trying to fully know each other. There will always be a shadow of misunderstanding between people, but being comfortable with that shadow leads us to recognize our own lack of ability to judge them. For how can we judge what we cannot see? Furthermore, our perceptions of the world at large is understood to be a reflection of our inner selves. If there is shadow in the "big bad dark place", then there is shadow within our perceptions of ourselves as well. So we must ask again: How can we judge what we cannot see within ourselves?

    I believe this shadow conceals the future more than anything else. As you say, we must continue to flicker on until our truth is at long last revealed to us. I don't know who I am for I will not be able to fully identify myself, my life, until the day I die. Even then, others will not be able to identify me until my legacy has faded from the conscious minds of the universe. How can I judge myself if I cannot clearly see every tiny corner of eternity?

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    1. Your comment simply amazed me, the analysis drawn is so precise and beautiful in itself. I am grateful to get a reader like you. Much love!!

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  2. I this is is really inspiring and beautiful I really love your lamp metaphor. I've felt a bit crap in myself today and disheartened but, you know what, I have been being kind to others and I should remember to be happy in myself. So thanks for this. I needed it x

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    1. I am so happy that you found solace in my words. Thank you for letting me know this, you inspired me to write more. Much love.

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  3. Nice to read.
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  4. You really have a way with words that's capable of soothing hearts. Thank you

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  5. Your words are so very sweet and kind!!

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