Wednesday, April 3, 2013

Week 11 - Coaching Assignment - Option One: Solo Presencing

Early morning on Wednesday, I went to the park near the university. It was a pleasant morning. I felt the cold breeze and water droplets. I sat on the wooden bench in the park. There was no disturbance, no traffic and no noise. I sensed the calmness of the atmosphere. I observed and admired the beauty of the nature. Afterwards, I started noticing the breathing sensation. I felt the sensation of the deep breaths. I was feeling more comfortable and composed as the time passes away. I made myself more comfortable on the wooden bench. I kept my arms opened and relaxed myself on the side arm of the wooden bench. I kept my legs straight and relaxed the body from top to bottom. I felt myself at the most ease state. While, I was looking at the sky I thought about my authentic self? Who am I? Suddenly, I felt perplexed. There were no thoughts in my mind. For some time, I was blank and my heartbeats started getting faster. I saw the cloudiness in my thoughts. There were numerous feelings coming and departing. I found myself in the flash back of my life. I observed that my thoughts or beliefs are flooding and heart and mind not able to comprehend them completely. I started think myself as a scientist or musician. I thought that I was good in scientific studies or I find myself more involved when I played my guitar. However, I was too much confused in my own thoughts. I can’t found my identity. I started finding clauses about my own traits. What is my unique persona? Am I too rigid with other? Why I can’t see myself as a gentleman? Why my thoughts are overridden with lot of negativity. Am I actually a positive person? I always looked at the brighter side of the situation, but why I am not so confident in my thoughts. Some forces or old bad memory of mine was not allowing me to move forward. After sometime, I felt the heaviness in my head and veins near the temple of forehead underway pumping too quickly. I tried to convince myself that I am unique, I possess many qualities. I am a resemblance to my parents. I am convinced by traditional values and cultural back background etc. I concluded that my personality is a sum of my culture, society, educational backgrounds, experience and situation that I had faced. I felt that I had learned many things from my experiences and I am getting stronger day by day as I am facing different aspect of life. I thought that experience was a hard teacher; it takes test first and teaches the lesson afterwards. I felt the old memories of my school days. I was thinking how fast time passed away. I also visualized some of my old memories. I was satisfied and felt the calmness in my thoughts. After sometime I was feeling restless and sad, I was actually thinking about unnatural death of my close relative. I was trying to realize and comprehend the terrible situation of their family. Subsequently, I felt relaxed recapped how my family helped them to come out of mourning. I was also thinking about my volunteering work. I remembered the days, when I was involved in Help-age service. I recalled how we visited the old homes and distributed cloths and fruits to grandparents. I realised the presence of past, future and my authentic self; there co-presence made me to experience a profound shift, I felt the change of the place from which I operate. I felt inspired thinking about my volunteering and charitable work. I was able to sum up my personality more clearly. I felt satisfied and contented thinking and realizing the authenticity of my life. I realized the power of presencing. I saw the blending of sensing and presence, and the connection helped me to realize my true identity. I observed that presencing provide a deep threshold there needs to be crossed in order to connect to one’s real source of presence, creativity and power. In the whole process I felt the three stages such as – current field, emerging field of future and my presence of authentic Self.
Thanks for reading. Have a wonderful day!!

Best Regards,
Abhinav Shrivastava

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