bph: Shedding

There are many trees I can see from my balcony. The branches of one tree almost touches my balcony grill. A few weeks ago the tree shed all the leaves - every single one of them - and they looked totally bare, with just the branches. And without me realizing, light green dots started forming, which has now turned into a beautiful freshhhhh green painting view from the door.

I was standing in the balcony and drinking my coffee this evening, and the freshness of the leaves was almost contagious. The shedding of old leaves and the way new leaves sprung up really shook me up. I am not exaggerating when I say that I see a green wall everytime I pass my balcony door. The green is forcing me to think if we humans are the only species who struggle to shed!

Shedding fears, shedding fights, shedding memories, shedding arguments, shedding guilts, the list goes on.

This morning, after I woke up, I thought for a second about my previous evening, which was a bit heavy and told myself that today was a new day, a new morning. And that one sentence helped me forget my last evening with ease. So, looks like there is hope for the humanity right? 😀 If I can, anyone can. So I was happy to continue my day with freshness.

A man's original nature is this resilience - the shedding of old and the birth of new. That is the reason children are super resilient. You scold a child, and the next minute the child will forget the scolding and hug you. But as we grow older, we get into this illusion that we have to store everything FOREVER, not forget anything, carry/collect/accumulate. Imagine the burden of carrying so many things! Life would be so light if we released all the things we carry all the time.

My kids and I keep reminding each other about snake skin - snakes shed skin frequently and new skin grows. Let us aim for a feather light life 😊