You know what is mightier than a mountain and deeper than an ocean? 

She asked her friend, leaning back on the bookshelf of their office.

You always ask when you know the answer. It's our occupational hazard. Just tell!

Her friend replied looking into her eyes, which revealed her sleep-deprived tiredness. 

It's our mind and heart...

At least in a mountain, you can pick up a few stones in an attempt to move them. But not an inch, with the mind from where it wants to be. At least in an ocean, you can collect a few handfuls of water wishing to move them but not a drop, from where the heart wants to be. 

She sighed.

So, you want to be somewhere..Dear, it is quite normal to feel this way on Monday. 

Her friend stopped her work and saw her seriously in an attempt to see what's running through in her mind.

Yes, that's true. I wish to be somewhere. But what I feel is not about that. I want to be here, now, happily working. She told her friend.

Being here, now, despite everything and anything, is a skill. That comes only by practice and patience. Her friend got up from her chair, picked up her mobile, and walked up to her friend saying,

So your thoughts are pulling you back, right?

Yes, she said.

Pass on some lights to those thoughts, send some gentle winds to it, unwrinkle them softly, you will see the thoughts splitting into layers. Observe each of them. Send in more light, absorbing from your surrounding. You will see those thoughts getting deeper and deeper. Just about that time... Now, send the lights from inside of your heart, your guarding light. It isn't difficult to find. It is always there. You were just blocking them. Give space. You will see the thoughts floating now. It is the point of normalcy. You can be here, now... along with those thoughts, peacefully coexisting.

Her friend explained, not seeing her but the entry door, as if she is extracting the essence of some secret from that empty, open space.

Will the thoughts be gone? She asked her friend.

We don't know. But usually, it settles down with time. 

Her friend replied.

Ah, this activity, this process is painful. Isn't there a cure...a permanent one? She inquired.

It depends on what you want. Yes, it is a painful process, every time. And most people choose to become rigid, like a mirror, just to reflect on what they get. But few people have the courage to be fluid, like water, despite what they are thrown into, despite bitter lessons they are taught to, allowing the light, wind, and seasons to play, spoil, unsettle, yet holding on to their core. They alone can stretch and have depth. And to have it is, such a treasure!

Replying, her friend asked her,

What do you want?