All (is/was/will be) well

 

Life is beautiful. Life is beautiful because we can remember the ‘past’, which brings sometimes a smile, sometimes a tear, sometimes anger, sometimes empathy, sometimes hope and gloom sometimes.

Life is also beautiful because we can imagine a future. It may create insecurities and fears sometimes, but it also gives dreams, hopes, the drive, the urge to move ahead.

Life is beautiful because I’m present ‘now’. From ‘here’ I can look back to the past and then to the future. The ‘now’ bracketed within these undervalued entities—past and future—is what drives and pulls this marvelous, challenging, exciting expansion of mother existence around us.

Our ‘now’ gets stretched in two directions. And that moves things. That means life is going on in all the ways that are there for it to flow and acquire multiple dimensions. Great art, great creations, great innovations, everything is driven by this tantalizing, teasing pull of the ‘now’ by the ‘past’ and the ‘future’.

I’m no sage but I know the value of ‘now’. I also know the value of the past and the future. All these are lovely dimensions of my being. I feel that I can’t exist without the lovely interplay among these three elements.

My brain, my body (which is just the envelop of my mind) have this feeling of existence in a condensed form, my identity, only because I can exist in three layers—past, present and future. I don’t judge any one of them at the cost of others. I’m in acceptance of all three—all that was, all that is, all that will be. A wholesome bear hug to my existence.

Why should I fight with my past? Why should I try to turn away from future? Why should I deliberately try to be just ‘present’ in the ‘now’? My brain, my mind (that’s my entire body) are a product of many biological processes taking place within me. My consciousness has evolved on earth, this tiny speck of dust in the universe.

This exciting, exacting, joyful, painful churning between these three dimensions of my existence defines my life. I give them all a big bear hug. All are great in their own ways. I don’t compartmentalize them. Why should I? They are part of what I think and feel myself to be. They are what that stretches a tiny line of my existence, to allow me to be, become and be still more. They give me these beautiful emotions varying across the spectrum drawn between sadness and happiness. They drive my creativity. They define me. They are me. I let them be. And try myself just to be.

When I’m in the past, I just am. When I’m in the future, I just am. O what lovely elements! They give me poems, articles, novels and stories. They give me my life. They fuel me. I keep my tank full of them. My fuel. And my fuel is a lovely cocktail of past, present and future.

There I move on my own unique path with my exquisite formula, unique philosophy—past, present and future are equally great in their own ways. We just have to give them a big bear hug.