In my whole life I have never been a serious person but throughout my life I have been surrounded by people who lived real seriously. It was nearly impossible for me to me natural for I had to emulate the same seriousness which was not part of me.
I had people who looked as if the world is on their shoulder, heavy and burdened, always serious, so serious that if they were to laugh the world would collapse. More people were there who were silent, just silent, no rhyme or reason but they were silent as if the world silence would be broken if they speak. It was impossible to sit with them for long for you have your own limits to emulate mourn, and emulate external silence. The more I emulated the more I felt fake, not-real, egoistic, for the ‘I’ was trying to emulate that which was never there.
The whole of the creator’s creation is so beautiful, forever innocent, forever playful, joyful, full of music and dance. I feel more happy there for it is not business oriented, I am interested to photograph them, I was want to there, in that very moment to feel the joy and happiness of being there, to communicate in the most beautiful manner for there is no purpose, there is no aim or goal just pure energy and full of consciousness yet having a matter that I can relate to. That is my Master, that has been my friend and guide. I can talk, dance and be there with no issue or problem.
The problem for me is to sit with people who feel that spirituality is a task to be serious, silent. They are looking for something to be done, something to be attained but then nature of which they are part of have given them everything they need and want without holding anything back, this freedom and beauty of expression and joy they cannot understand.