THAT CLEAN SPACE WITHIN US





Pic.: Chetna Shetty

Over last few days, I have used this expression – ‘it comes from a clean space’ – many times and  at different places…

Then, I suddenly paused to ask myself: “What is this clean space in us all about?” How am I supposed to know that an act or statement comes from a clean space within me?

Giving, loving, caring, helping, mentoring, serving, teaching, working and everything else come from a source… When I care for someone, for example… or when I say something about someone… yes, I can sense inside me as to how I feel about my act of caring or the words I am saying… When I compliment or thank someone, I can sense how I feel it… When I mentor or help someone, I can sense how I feel inside…

If it comes from a clean space, I invariably feel good about myself… There is no premeditation, no expectation from other person… I act with no strings attached… I love and care, for that’s what my heart says I should do… I compliment and thank because, that’s what my heart says I should do… I help and mentor because, that’s what my heart says I should do…

I do not do those things just because the other person has done a favor to me or I expect something in return…

When my act or words make me feel happy about myself…

When they make me feel peaceful

When I feel no regret or disappointment…

When I do not judge…

When I do not analyze…

When I do not manipulate…

Yes, those are the indications that my reaching out act or words have come from a clean space within me…

Right here, as I type this post, I can sense this feeling… I can trace the source from which my act of writing and sharing come from… I can sense how authentic and empowered it makes me feel… how fearless… how abundant!

When our acts and words come from a polluted – unclean – space, we can sense how insecure and threatened we feel…

That clean space with us is the fountainhead of all goodness!

GERALD D’CUNHA

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