Self-Love It Is

Coffee Times Life February Second Week Prompt

The floor seemed wonderfully solid.It was comforting to know I had fallen and could fall no further — Sylvia Plath

Let’s ask — What do you do:

It is not easy to live a physically absent life. And yet for some like me, it is more real than reality. One fine morning into your young but seriously adult life, you realize your genes have taken precedence over your dreams, wishes, and life goals. You have no escape, with life fortified within four walls, your muscles hardly twitching and your only connection to the outer world is that piece of sky barely visible from your Venetian glass.

what do you do?

With some days of fret and non-acceptance, you learn to move away from the world that was given to you as your birthright, where you feel like an outsider now and crawl towards creating your own, finding keys to a land, which was drowned in the noise of conformity, routine and hackneyed expectations of the defined world of the structured living.

To begin with, you grope in your old pouch to lay your hands to some paper boats and origami birds, hoping they will arrange well for a vision of the bygone, only to realise when given impetus they learn to sail and fly…..

You step out of your utterly non-happening physical life to take the ladder to the world where nothing mundane matters.

You get trained to visualize and Audi-ate in a way they don’t teach you in school.

And you touch base with a self you never knew existed.

You hear the earth humming, rains making melody, the sun blinding sight, enabling vision and that rare vibe of unconditionality you long to experience in that human-infested world. By now you are quite done with the sermons, platitudes, and in-sensitivities of hypo-existence, and you find solace in taking the flight to that final frontier where you have never gone before,

Not because you had no choice but because now you want to. How they it say the tiger has tasted blood….

Your brains can always grow wings only to realize your roots are too deep for you to take a flight to lose yourself amongst the clouds. And that is where you learn to create your microcosm within the ever-expanding macro one — created, curated, and inhabited without signing up for any Terms or Conditions.

My World Created:

It started with anxious moments of holding the first green I ever had to myself, praying I don’t end up killing life. By some hand of God, it survives and my tryst with my verdant babies commenced.

Now I have more than 100 potted plants in and around my home, flanking me and lending hope, beauty, and time on my bad days, and giving me lessons on patience and resilience without any verbal overture.

A chanced encounter with Japanese techniques of art and pottery got me hooked to their style of painting which became my ways of healing in seriously brain fogged days coupled with extreme mood swings when reading a newspaper headline feels like climbing a mountain. And there is no exaggeration here!

Much later all those colours, and ideas spilled over to my canvas, words taking shape to create verses and help me move towards that much-desired path of healing:

Little do you know, born in this world of far away sun and moon, That they lie within, for you to hold, Buried deep in dungeons covered with daily grinds, crystals of snow — You push your hands deep and bend them hard to pick, wipe it of all the dust collected in the time being, Shine it hard, draw it close, only to see how it lights up your imperfect life for the world to behold…..

Finding my place to belong in my created world of tints, words, and greens to heal, is my idea of ultimate self-love. What’s yours?

Today’s shout out is to Alberto García 🚀🚀🚀 and his article ikigai-the-most-powerful-japanese-concept. Something I adhere to deeply.

Thank you Yana Bostongirl for this beautiful place called Life, for hemming words for creating stories and sharing moments.

Thank you Coffee Times and it’s editors Winston Dr. Preeti Singh Vidya Sury, Collecting Smiles Sharing Randomly Marrisa W. for the lounge to rest our feet.

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