The one universal need we all share in common with is the need to feel grounded and anchored in something. The sense of grounding indicates that no matter how strong the storm comes, we cannot be swayed. We all are looking around for this sense of purpose. Like the deep roots of the trees, we want to have a sense of rootedness and a place in this world. It's easy to ignore this need. Sometimes this need manifests and even disguises itself as something else. And then we forget about it because this manifestation of this need has been fulfilled by something else. And the deeper roots remain unnourished and unattended.
Once again the heavy downpour. Certainly the rhythmic sound of the rain, slapping against the floor, against the windows, have conjured images in our heads of the pleasant idea of sleeping, or reading with hot cocoa (but of course this wouldn't be possible due to fasting), or just snuggling up in bed. How nice. But here I am almost dressed and ready for school. I don't know why, but it has been quite some time since I felt like I've been in school, like proper school. Perhaps it's the three days mc I've got. But now, I feel like I'm energized despite fasting, all set and ready for school. The scent of cooking porridge and spaghetti made me all excited to get through 2 lectures, one meeting and a bus ride home back welcomed by the sumptuous breaking fast meal although I'd only be back by eight-ish. Today shall be the first in a long time I'd make an appearance in French class. It's been more than a week. Wish me luck that my temperature won't rise...
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