It's a public holiday here today but I was at work this morning. Trying to clear as much work in order that I may have a less harrowing BLUE MONDAY. I missed lunch and left the office at 2pm. My tummy was calling out "Feed Me, Feed ME!"
But it was so eerie as I left the building. The usual busy street in front was empty and silent. Not a soul ... not a car was stirring. Perhaps it was a holiday thus not much traffic, but it was the significant quietness, a full 30sec of silence. It felt like nothing stirred not even the air. It looked picturesque. Then I heard the roar of an engine and I was pacified. Phew! it was not a dream.
I called Sage to tell him to remember to bring his jacket and phone when he leaves for his movie with his pal. My mum answered and informed me that he had already left. I was surprised, as it was only 2pm. He told me earlier they would pick him up at 2.30pm. My mum exclaimed that it was "2.30pm". I looked at my watch, it showed 2pm... I looked at my mobile and it read 14.28.
Wow I guess my watch stopped ... time did stand still. I was not imagining it. :)
What was the significance of this whole event.
Let's wind the clock back to an hour before I left the office. I was sharing with my colleague a conversation I had with my dad. It started with something trivial ... happenings in Sage's school. Then my dad blurted "Life has no meaning!" My dad worries about almost everything, prepares for everything... has no social life and tells us not to trust anyone. He goes to church every Sunday yet life has no meaning. I was frustrated. Such a statement from a man in his 70's. How do I teach my son to find meaning in life when his own grandpa is unable to.
I mentioned to my colleague that perhaps my dad should try meditation. At that point, I was not sure why I said that... how would meditation help my dad find meaning?. Frankly I did not connect any of the dots. But I believed that meditation allows one to open a spiritual channel to GOD, and his words would be crystal clear.
And now this... the silence, time standing still. Is God telling me that we should find him in the stillness? ... That we will be able to find meaning which had evaded my dad?
How do you see meaning in your own life?
I want to live well ( at least for the next 10 or 20years if I am lucky) and die well too. I want to leave this world with no regrets. I want to be blissfully happy.