As I walk through the park, the first round spent wondering as to why I didn’t bring that camera and the second spent capturing what the eye sees, the mind regretting the missed opportunities as the clouds hover, the sun deciding to hide behind the clouds for some time. I stop. I am drawn to the scene. It is chaotic, very chaotic indeed. Yet I feel the peace. I am drawn to it. Haven’t I known such moments? I know what it means to feel that centered. Why, had I not felt that just that morning spinning? The instructor is brutal, as always. Her goal is to make it worth our while for showing up that early in the morning. I like people like that, just doing their job! She has decided it is going to be interval training that day. Just that I did not know. I am tired just half an hour into the class. It could be because of the heat. After all summer is here, never mind it is only 6 in the morning. The humidity is already unbearable. As my body tries to cope with the class, my mind seeks that solitude. I am tired of that hard work out and want to retreat in to that center. I want that moment where I am not struggling. As I watch a marathon session of some sci-fi, I find myself bawling. Okay I confess, my whole family finds me bawling. They wonder as to what is that can get to my core to make me feel so vulnerable and that too in a sci-fi! How do I tell them that even through all those space wars, I can see the core – happiness and feeling centered? I know how it is to feel that way. It is the same reason I call her - the warmth with which she speaks makes me want to tear up. But I always smile because I know there are some people in my life who remind me that they are centered no matter what and if I am open, I can see that. D reminds me that just with her voice all the time! My photography teacher looks at the picture and goes “what is so fascinating about that scene, that you captured it?” Words fail me and all I can do is open the picture on the computer and finally he sees the bench. I am not sure if he understood the whole world that swirled inside me when I took the picture but he sure seems to understand the fulfillment that bench seems to be offering in that chaotic world and just offers “Oh! There is a bench there!” – Yes! That bench between the chaotic grass and the dark looming clouds reminding me “Just for a moment let's be still, the Head and the Heart” - like a friend always says. There is always that place, in all of us and for all of us!