Sweep...Sweep...Sweep

…Sweeping a room where there is dust collected, or a corridor where there are footprints, marks, remains, cobwebs, or a long path (drive) where there are dried leaves fallen from the trees. Whether we like or not dust keeps collecting, leaves keep falling. So the question which I asked myself, “is it necessary to SWEEP?” Yes/No, this depends on you if it were you.

…A thought racing through my mind gripped my attention as I was reflecting on the issue of sweeping. But a parallel line was also running, that of, life. I guess, it’s the same with life, filled with – worries, anxieties, insults, hardships, taunts, wickedness, shamefulness, jealously, hatred, harshness, durgeness, dreadful, deadfulness, threats, cowardice, either within self or with the self, or with the self other than the self. And so the same question which I asked myself “is it necessary to SWEEP?” Yes/No, this depends on you if it were you.

It is the question that makes the two thoughts one which shows two implications that apply to the situation: one is to make it look pleasant, clean and pleasing to the eye; the other to see and show others, a façade to put on. One brings out the element of heart full of love and primary need; the other the element of head out of shear order, command and secondary need.

I am not saying that one is right or the other is wrong neither am I saying that one is good or the other is bad. It is only an expression of what my head was feeling and my heart thinking. What I was attempting at was only SWEEPING…