The Inner Shift

Unfortunately there were no takers; for her heart full of love, a person sensitive about the relationships, full of care and empathy.

Saavi was tired of her own self. So one day, she joined this group. It became her routine to practice here, as this gave her immense joy, and peace.

Then again it happened.

Saavi was speaking, and her call dropped intentionally; her sincere concerns belittled and respect snubbed. Shown out of the door she heard them laughing at her attempts to mingle in; and when they were to travel together, she was unceremoniously abandoned.

'Do I ask them anything? Money, or materials? Then why? Why such an attitude towards me? I just want to be a part of their circle of life. After all I have married into their house!'

Again no takers, no ears. It was a cold wall. The answer was obvious.

INSECURE. Yes, they are insecure that my sparks of friendliness shall scorch their existing bonding. The marriage had taken place; not the acceptance of a new member. They were not ready for any transformations. So they kicked her out, emotionally.

Saavi should have reacted. She should have felt hurt, cheated, hurled words of discontent and vindication. Rather now, she was settled down. 'Since when?' she reasoned to herself. 'Since the time I became a regular practitioner?' There was a shift. An inner shift.

Something had happened. Something changed inside her, so gradually that she didn't feel it before.

Ah! What a liberation! It's bliss!

Now Saavi never feels hurt.

Her consciousness has risen above it all. As if she lived there, she belonged there. Quite effortlessly, naturally, spontaneously. Since the day, she began to love herself. Since the day she made a practice to MEDITATE.