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The sacred island!

There is a part in all of us. I don't know where we keep it. Hide it from the world. But it is there. Always coming to our rescue when we are sad, depressed, hopeless, it comes to give us hope, love, care. It is the sacred island within us. 

We are born on it, the sacred island. Well most of us. We have happy childhoods where we are the centre of attraction we are the nucleus and the whole world revolving around us. Then the island opens to the world. For the first time we realise that there is water all around it. Water that can drown it, soil it, dampen it. Slowly, as we grow, we tend to store all our loving memories, feelings, emotions and treasures on this island and guard it fiercely. We are lost in the ocean around the island fighting the pirates and the sharks. We get busy forging alliances of like minded warriors who can help us stay alive and protect that island of ours. All our life we want to live on that sacred island, waiting for the right time. When we are ready and the island is guarded with an impenetrable fortress. But it never happens. Or atleast it never happens on time. It's always late. We die wishing to live in this paradise - the sacred island of ours.

Let's do it now! Let's just drop everything and row our canoes towards this island with all our might. Let's hide the boats when we get there cos we are not going to need it ever. The island has it all. Its walls are protected and nourished by our most sacred feelings and thoughts.
Once we are there we won't worry about the fears that nag us for we will be too happy to worry about them.

It's time to head there. For too long we have lived thinking that island is beyond us where it was always within us. Just that we never looked there but looked all over the universe forgetting that the universe within is as vast and complicated as the outer world.

Ready? Let's go!
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