When the world is getting more comparative, self-contentment is getting relative. From emotions to relationships, we need constant validation to verify our self-virtue. Keeping yourself happy is your responsibility; don't share this burden with others to make you happy.
It's natural in human psychology that we constantly put ourselves in a state of emptiness, even after fulfilling a lot, as we regularly raise our heights of desire. Profoundly, we can say dil mange more.
A man is made of his beliefs. When you accept your flaws you can embrace your strengths. Both our audio and visual senses are overloaded with the superficiality of digitally influencing masks without any reality. No time to pause and ponder. We need a mirror to retrospect with the reality.
Emptiness is a vicious circle and art can act as a reflection of self-discovery.
Art is not an object to be consumed it's an obvious catalyst in our quest for understanding. We have a lot of answers for the questions not asked, but we have no answers to the questions that we keep confident about ourselves.
When we surf on the surface we forget and ignore the depth of our emotions.
Here art is your companion with a compass to guide your emotions and listen to you without any judgment. It's not a distraction from reality it is the gateway to a deeper understanding of the essence of your existence. It will make you fall in love with yourself.
The drift of temptation to contemplation
Arts disperse the shades of temptation that evoke strong emotion, seduce us with their beauty, and challenge our conventional thinking which helps us to sear the surface of our self-sabotaging beliefs. The thoughtful engagement and reflective dialogues drift us from passive temptations to active contemplations.
The power of contemplation
In a world that constantly needs attention, the arts can remind us of the power of stillness. It invites us to slow down, to breathe, to be present, to connect with ourselves and with the world around us. It helps us to appreciate the beauty that surrounds us, even in the ordinary. We begin to see the poetry in a raindrop on a windowpane, the music in the rustling of leaves, and the art in the way sunlight dances on a wall.
It has the power to move us, to inspire us, to change us.