Reflections on the Heart or Reality
(Series – 4)
The Coconut or the Coconut Tree?
“I have a fascination for paintings” said Time to Space “the thing is that it is not boring as they keep changing always. That one over there is beautiful.A supernova. Soon it will change into various shapes and colors. Watching them fulfills me always with bliss. “Hey wait, Time, Said Space. I will show you something. Look over there. Salvador Dali has just finished that one painting and is waving at us with satisfaction. But he has put you inside me in his canvas. See that flattened time piece hung up as if for drying in the sun. He didn’t have to put on any effort to paint me along with you. Because you were always in me and I am taken for granted always which I hate. I wanted to challenge him, for once, whether he can put me inside you, Time, in his painting.”
“Hey Bro, don’t be foolish you are always inside me because your space is contained by me in a stretch of time which is me. How about it?” asked Time to Space? Space suddenly halted in his steps and looked at Time.” They were walking together side by side keeping pace with each other. “Time, I want to contemplate in silence. You always follow me as a tail everywhere. Please leave me alone or keep a respectful distance from me especially as you are younger to me and born after me.” Time was so much annoyed “Watch your words Space! When I was born there was never a big brother to bully me. I noticed you much later only. Hence I am elder to you.”
“Time! You always lived in my fold and protection.” Pointed out Space. Time waived it away with a sweep of his hand and retorted “Foolish of you not to notice the truth yet. Space! You always existed in stretches of my time and I am that Time. You grew under my watchful eyes every second.
Space felt irritated, shook with anger and said “Enough of these meaningless exchanges. Let us both have the truth about us from the horse’s mouth”. So they set out towards their home, which lay deep in their inwardness, a long way from where they stood, to meet their parents.
“Welcome dear children. You both seem to be in haste, your attires in disarray and faces with troubled looks. Say what meaningless tricks of the devil put your minds in consternation?” Asked Heart, their father, when they both reached home tired. “Where’s Mom? I miss her a lot” asked Time. “She is in me. Can’t you see her, Time? We are together and remain as One always” said Heart ". Remove your doubts children, you both are twins born to us at the same time. That is the reason why you move around together always as inseperables."
“Well, I see you are having the same kind of trouble as Time and I, Dad. It seems to be, to me, ‘like parents like kids, perhaps’. That explains it. But the riddle is not yet solved for us”. “Live in this moment, Space, where Time doesn’t exist and live in this moment, Time, where Space doesn’t exist”. Said Heart “Then the riddle is solved. Your perception is a fantasy I and your Mom indulge in, not mentioning also the existence of both of you as our children. Your focus was short and limited and engulfed by a fog bank of doubts. The moment doubts crept inside you should have reached up to me in silence instead of trying to figure it out all by yourselves. Understand, you are only relatives to the one and only reality, which is ‘I’, the Heart, and the Truth, I am not part of you but you and your mind are part of me and being what you are you stay limited in your perception of the whole truth, the only way to undo this riddle is to become the whole, the reality, ‘I’, the Heart and the Truth and then your limited identity is gone and in its place your one and only original identity, which is ‘I’, the Heart, shines taking your focus to a vision of the whole as one.
“Hey Mom, I see you clearly now in Dad as integrated into him and merged together as one entity.” Said Space. “Me too”, exclaimed Time, wonder stuck as the truth dawned on him. “Come back home soon kids, before it is dark” said Heart with tears in his eyes as both Time and Space left happily to play their parts in a celestial drama, meant for kids as well as grown ups, in a big Hologram that appeared from nowhere on the celestial stage.
“Hey Dad, who made this big Hologram?” shouted Time as they were moving towards it.” Don’t worry Time, that one is from the dream I and your Mom are watching” roared back the Heart. The Hologram then burst away after the play wiping away Time and Space and everything else on the stage in its retreat and nothing remained there after.
“The Kids will be back soon, it is getting dark dear” said Heart to his beloved “Make their beds warm and serve them dinner hot, and then fall into my arms again tonight to melt away into this moment…until Time and Space wake up again, all afresh”.
