HIDE & SEEK Of Life

Dearest Reader,

Here I am again. When we discussed secrets in my previous post, did you notice that secrets are where truths hide? 

The truth hidden is a secret.

But are secrets the only hiding things? Haven’t you ever played a game of hide & Seek? In the game there is always a seeker. In the game of life, we least expect a seeker to find it worth discovering our hiding place.

I am not going to talk about a romance where she loves his scars. That we can discuss another day. :)

Do you hide? Hiding is cowardly. But in fear do we find great courage. Courage can only come from fear. Where there is courage, there was fear, and where there is fear, there will be courage.

We all keep many parts of ourselves from society. I myself have surprised people by the parts I've kept to myself. As much as our hidden parts are astonishing, who knows if they're terrifying? Surely that is why we keep them to ourselves.

There are people who know these hidden parts of ours. But not all the people could ever decipher, comprehend or absorb it. In simple words, not everyone can understand and accept our hidden face.

We all wear masks- least once in our lives.

The first person who understands and accepts us completely is the seeker in our game of life. I wouldn't dare to disagree that there could be a number of seekers as well. Even when the people around us may accept us, it is rare for someone to understand us. The choice to understand is enough of a skill for a seeker.

The seeker in my life is my mother. Though there may be things she couldn't understand or know of me, her choice to understand and accept me is the strength that keeps me going. When all the world despises you for a mistake as if mistakes weren't meant to happen in the song of growing up, my mother was the one person who chose to seek me out of my hiding place.

She didn't have to...but she did. I do not know how weary I might have been if it weren’t for her.

Everyone in our life is a seeker. But the choice to seek and claim that they've sought us heroically is what makes them the SEEKER.

I hide a lot. I get scared, anxious and nervous when I'm in between a crowd. My mind goes blank and my heart gets tired. But when I see those calming faces, I know I'm found among such a crowd.

Even with those little seekers, I am a natural nervous freak when I'm out in society. A few days ago I went to a crowded function, and the unknown faces creeped the hell out of me. The noise took away the little music chiming in my soul. I got freaky. But with time and the seekers, I am sure I will get out of that hiding and will be found.

If that is my hiding, what is yours? And have you spotted your seeker? ;) 

Of course, I'm a seeker as well. What do you seek? Have you spotted your hider? ;)

After all, what is the game of Seek without anyone to hide and anyone to seek? 

I wish my dearest readers a patient hiding and a much more patient seeking.

All the best, because at the end of this game, we're all winners.

We hide to be sought.

In fear we find courage.

In a hider we find a seeker.

Did you get that, my reader? 

Hiding and seeking,

Señorida

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