The Circus Act 06-02

by Administrator 2. June 2011 03:41

I don’t know why, but this image in my head, a pure product of just an imagination keeps coming back over and over again… I see this “circus clown” standing in the street and holding handful of colorful balloons…There are so many of them…he tries not to lose any...and he struggles…He desperately holds on to all of them …but all of the sudden the green one, on the left is beginning to fly away…he catches it, drawing his attention to the green one…but as soon as he regains control over that one…the red balloon, one in the middle is slowly drifting away…he is quick …so he catches that one too…just to have a blue one on the right  trying to take a flight for independence…and he catches that one to…but now…yellow…..It’s never ending story….

It always signified in my imagination, the struggle to balance all elements in our life. Just when I was able to give more attention to one of the aspects and gain some control…the other area was falling apart…and vice versa…The balloons were different strings of the life quilt …from responsibilities to dreams, projects, me, kids and family, future and present day…mind, emotions or body. It must have started with my (long expired) need for the  perfection and attempts to excel, giving it 100%... I never knew how to work only the surface of the issue…had to dive in …all of me …fully participating and involved in this project to the point of losing boundaries between “That” and me.  Everything around me stopped to exist and matter …and my attention was undivided…Some time, I miss those days…before I learned to “balance”. No…I have not become proficient at balancing yet…but making a progress…pacing myself and trying not to neglect variety of aspects.

I suppose the clown (holding balloons) was me… Well, at least my “imagination” has a sense of humor…Is this how I see us…human beings…clowns in the big circus of life…? There is probably the grain of truth in this approach. I remember the quote… which stuck with me since teenagers years…saying (not in exact words) “Laugh at the life …don’t treat it too seriously…because at the end Life will laugh at you...”. The big stage full of combustible mixture of comedy and tragedy keeps unfolding and we are the participants…Who is the audience? Should we be an audience too, having few laughs and some shed tears …? Perspective of the audience helps a lot to develop the more philosophical approach to living. It’s a life saver, when things get tough and a wise reminder of the change when they are not…What if the audience is not really on the outside but instead, deep in our soul ….inner self…watching the show …slightly detached of being in the middle of the action…

I wonder sometime…if “my clown “will ever let go of any of the colorful balloons…? Is he just greedy not to let them go or too loving to say goodbye or maybe too wise… knowing, he needs all of them to be a clown…? All I know is that …I am watching him with anticipation…hoping his skills will improve…or maybe he will surprise me with a different magic act….



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The Little Prince

"People where you live," the little prince said, "grow five thousand roses in one garden... yet they don't find what they're looking for..."

"They don't find it," I answered.

"And yet what they're looking for could be found in a single rose, or a little water..."

"Of course," I answered.

And the little prince added, "But eyes are blind. You have to look with the heart."








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