Entry 03!
As an Indian, the concept of rebirth or reincarnation has been ingrained in my consciousness since childhood. Initially, it seemed like an abstract idea, a cosmic second chance that offered solace in the face of life's uncertainties. However, it took nearly two decades for me to truly comprehend the profound significance of this belief.
The realization dawned on me during a tumultuous period in the year 2019, when I found myself plunged into a profound state of depression. I had confined myself within a metaphorical box of despair, navigating a seemingly endless cycle of hopelessness and monotony. Every path I explored led to a dead end, leaving me trapped in a relentless rhythm where each day felt indistinguishable from the last.
Frustration became my constant companion, and in the depths of my despair, I contemplated my own demise, meticulously planning to erase every trace of my existence. Little did I know that the unforeseen arrival of the COVID-19 pandemic would become a catalyst for change, an unexpected opportunity for a personal renaissance.
But there was that point when I just couldn’t handle my inner demon anymore and simply made a plan to quit. While following through with my plan to step away from everything, I almost wiped out all my achievements. I deleted my YouTube channel, cleared out every social media account, got rid of stuff on my computer, and even burned my journals. I distanced myself from friends without talking to them about what I was going through. Even though I didn't share my struggles, I kept thinking that leaving would be the best thing for everyone.
The day I put my plan into action, I suddenly found myself surrounded by an impenetrable darkness, as if I had lost my sight and could only rely on my senses. In that void, a single white point began to emerge like a guiding light. Driven by a deep desire for change, I focused on the sensations in my body and followed that light through a multi-dimensional passage. I ran with urgency, letting go of everything in my pursuit. And then, when I finally touched that elusive light, everything just...
Upon regaining my senses, I found myself surrounded by the beauty of nature – trees swaying, birds singing, and my dog affectionately licking my cheek. The air was filled with the scent of night-blooming jasmine, and as I looked up, I witnessed the sky setting on another morning. It was in that very moment that I smiled genuinely for the first time.
Reflecting on that experience, I came to believe that I had died that day, and somehow, I returned to life. The journey through darkness had transformed into a rebirth, and with it, I gained an understanding and knowledge from my past life. The hope and force of life that emerged from that profound moment now drive me to unfold every moment with a sense of mystery, one step at a time.
I share this story not only as a personal testament but as an acknowledgment that many others may have faced similar struggles. To those who have felt the weight of darkness and emerged on the other side, I appreciate you. Life is a journey filled with twists and turns, and as we navigate its complexities, let us live and embrace the unfolding mystery. After all, we are all headed towards the same end point, aren't we? Peace ✌🏻