Sunday, August 2, 2015

Belonging

It feels really bad when you have something inside you and you can not really describe it to anyone, not even to yourself,,, and you can not take it out..

You don't even know what this is..
It is weird and you never felt like this before...

You try and try...
May be a hug will do?

Sometimes it does, and sometimes it does not.
Does it depend on the person giving you the hug?
May be it is not the hug itself that makes a difference, may be the feeling of belonging it creates,,,

Yes, I think this is it.

Belonging...

When you feel you belong to someone or somewhere... 
Like being connected and linked to this person or place.

You're attached...
It is not always a good thing, attachment..

But it is a small price you pay if you have to compare it to belonging...

Belonging... Hmmmm....
The word itself has a good effect.

Belonging is never finding yourself alone. 
Always having a way to share things, yourself, your dreams, even sharing your nonsensical talks without any kind of thinking, boundaries or walls..

Belonging is never worrying about the future, knowing that you will never get lost. 
It is like standing on solid ground... 
Having an origin point to your core..

Serenity and safety are results of the feeling of belonging...
It fills up the void inside..
Belonging is finding home...

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