I remember the days I used to be an athlete... Practising everyday. You know, its not just about winning medals. I mean of course, that IS the whole point. I sure liked to wear one around my neck,standing on the podium. Actually gives you a high!But more than winning, I always loved the working hard part.
Like the travels better than the destination.
Practising hard. To reach the limit when your body cant take anymore.... but you ve got to go just a little more.To jump just a little bit higher or run a little more further. Just a bit more. And you ll be there.And when you re so terribly tired, when all you want is to crash in a nice cosy bed,wen you cant take a step further, THEN you feel alive.... technically too, coz your hearts doing an overtime. The beats echo through your whole body.Pulse soundin in your head.The nerve in your forehead is throbbin and about to explode.
And after months of pushing on, you reach the field. Just before the heat starts...
You are in the startin position, spikes firmly in the startin block.A slight tingle in your heart. Weight on fingers, trembling under the pressure.And then look up from there, see the red track. A straight line.With white rectangles.... one inside the other.Eight hurdles. And the finish line.
THAT is divine.
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The intoxication of winning or more truly of toil..is indeed divine.
It is beautiful. Such people sometimes live in same spirit even
outside the field.
But...strength the Lord made..just as He made Weakness. (I
am not making any point here..just talking!). Surrender is as
divine..as enlightening..as is preparing oneself for a challenge.
Helplessness of the human heart sometimes is more beautiful
than the occasional outbursts of strength and optimism that it shows!
good one ha !!!
Surrender is sweeter perhaps.But what you are surrendering to.. the idea or the person or the weakness.. has to be that strong a reason to lay bare yourself.Or your heart rather. Now that is a rarity. Though when you open your innermost core.. and perhaps make it vulnerable, that is an intoxication of another kind.
Exactly...you seem have hit the nail in a way. And well..the whole question of whom or what to surrender to might be avoided if as you say one opens one's inner core. All one needs to do to be safe is not choose at all..
But well..what is the real danger from which one would want to be safe? The only danger that could be ..is that..one's surrender might not be surrender in a real sense at all but have only desire at it's root. This happens if one chooses wrongly. so what i mean by not choosing at all is avoiding the interference of 'mind' as much as possible..
...and reaching the heart beneath one's outer heart...the one for which 'giving and receiving' are one.
the other danger that people fancy...the one of losing one's identity is crap. It is indeed crap because Life has at it's core this beautiful paradox..
..it is such a mind-boggling paradox..it is what we all intuitively know and is yet so mind boggling : 'The more one gives oneself away..the more one feels alive...the more one loses oneself..the better one finds oneself' (this is a little awkwardly put i guess..but i couldn't think of anything else.)
If one feels disillusioned..or depressed it is only one's ego that is stopping complete surrender. The object or person for surrender is not important (sometimes the object could be Life itself in it's entirety). It is really not important because..the person (to whom surrender is being made) if petty will change..because surrender emanates power.
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