I am living in a timeless existence.
I don’t know what day of the week it is unless I look at the calendar; I don’t know the time unless I glance up at the clock.
I wake up to the chirping of birds and follow the circadian rhythm of my body.
My table is not a banquet full of dishes anymore; it’s just one dish which is enough for me and my body to curb the hunger.
I have filled my home with music, at all times. With the sounds of spirituality, early morning, blending effortlessly with the sounds of drum beats, as the day ends.
I am aware of the inhalation and exhalation of each breath I take, thankful to just be.
I walk up to the terrace of my house every evening as the sun sets, glancing at the twilight sky sending a silent prayer to the universe to heal each living being.
I exercise, I look after my health, I pamper myself with rest , I read, I write, I paint, I am keeping my mind busy learning a language, creating contents for a course I may use in the future, I connect with nature, I pray, I meditate, I get in touch with all my loved ones and more than all of this, I am grateful and eternally blessed to have some wonderfully loving people, some who have always been there and some I just met, around me at all times .
I have learnt the essence of living with the bare minimum and the precious state of just enjoying the moment in a timeless existence.