Seoul Searching II


“You keep your feelings safe like letters in a bottle,” – No Lies, Jason Reeves.

2014’s coming to an end; last 4 weeks of the year. Are you ready?

The past month has been a whirlwind of experience no less, 2014 is proving to be a year of tests and of self discovery.

While I had placed my Yoga TT on hold indefinitely, a path that I was hoping for through it, presented itself in this “normal” routine of my life. The guiding light of which was Love and Compassion.

The meaning of it, or more of what it really means. Love – it exists only in the realm of totality i.e. true love means to love everything in the whole sense, and it is itself definitive. Love does not exist as different types, but love essentially is love – the feeling of it is the same for family, close friends, and lovers. Where the situation is the add on. For example, we speak of familial love as a type of love. But what it should be described as – it is still love, with the addition that it extends to members of one’s family. What this “addition” is, is defined by one’s own belief of what family is.

In the case of a lover – the love is the basis (the same love that which familial love is based on) with the addition that it is applicable to your lover – in one’s definition of what it is to love a lover.

This was, a conclusion drawn after clearing out some of the drawers in my room. I hadn’t realised how much I was keeping, stowed away, out of sight. Things that once used to mean something to me, of which have since faded into the background of memories that comprise of my self history. And by mustering the courage to dump all that out into the trash – Cathartic this was; and like the air was new and I was left thirsty and hungry for it. The air of hope, of life to be, and the future possibilities that goes beyond my mind’s capacity of imagination.

And it was like falling in love – with Life. And when you fall in love with Life, its good, bad, highs and lows, celebrations and tragedies – you come to love the ones around you in that same way – their flaws and their strengths, in their times of weakness and in their glory days. You love them, in Whole.

Because that is essentially what love is – it exists in a state of Wholeness.

And to love in love’s true sense, is to have compassion.


com•pas•sion (kəmˈpæʃ ən)

a feeling of deep sympathy and sorrow for someone struck by misfortune, accompanied by a desire to alleviate the suffering; mercy.

At this time – I am not sure which will need to come first; love or compassion. But I do know that they need each other to exist.

Humans, being social beings that they are, are able to sense the basis of another human being’s actions. In that sense, love and compassion sometimes isn’t about letting another have his/her way just so – but from a place of love and compassion, if it comes down to being dead harsh, where the truth may be painful – this isn’t being any less loving or compassionate.


How does that seep into our existence and lives?

One things for sure – you fall in love with life, yet there is this sense of which you know not to hold on to anything longer than one should. You come to accept that things change, that sentimentality can exist as one aspect of your heartbeat, and not in keeping tension and material things. And we learn to do without – without burdens, baggage. This is acceptance.

You learn to love people and yourself as they are, as you are, you come to see things as they are, and not how you believe people, yourself, things should be.