CREATIVITY | LIFE | NATURE
The Shimmering Solidarity of the Friendship
The Moon, me, and my sleepless nights
All of you are writing such excellent articles on nature-inspired prompts on Reciprocal. I’m mighty impressed by each and every one of you. This week’s prompt by our super cool Dr. Preeti Singh about the Moon makes me excited, as I’m expecting phenomenal reads.
We’re a part of an interconnected universe where there is a need for cooperation, coordination, and compassion. Our actions and inactions make our relationship work or break them permanently. Some of us go through a period of separation, and readaptation and eventually seek a new way to survive.
Nature, in its majestic glory, is ever-present to help us survive our toughest times, unlike the fickleness of human relationships. Nature never lets us down, never reveal our secrets, and never deceives us.
I’m so happy to share what I think about nature’s entities with you as each entity is so special with its unique attributes and equally mesmerizing. Fortunately, I grew up when entertainment had to be sought in simple things or, should we say, boring activities, that give me more time to be outside and away from screens.
Weekends meant playing in the backyard or sitting on top of a mango tree. During holidays, my family preferred to visit ancestral homes in rural areas where even 24/7 electricity was a luxury.
Most of our time was spent under the clear skies running around the fields in the daytime and sleeping under the starry skies at night.
My relationship with the Moon can be best described in this quote:
“The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.” Carl Sandburg.
For decades, I have been battling insomnia that became quite chronic a few years ago. Let’s dive into the exciting part of my sleepless nights. The Moon became my caring companion, close confidant, and calming agent to nurture me from the deepest pain toward a lively existence. When the world retired for the night to be with their significant others, I used to turn and toss from the anguish of betrayal and fear of loneliness. My heart wanted to share the pain, but the emotions were too dark, dreadful, and depressing to be expressed cohesively.
I wanted someone to understand my state of mind without words. I wanted someone to reassure me that I’ll be fine without the labels that society took away from me. I wanted someone to listen to my wailing outbursts about my fears. I wanted someone to be my supportive friend to keep my secrets.
Yes. I found all these aspects of enduring friendship with the Moon. My sleepless nights became the therapy sessions where I opened up like never before. My soothing therapist provided the best companionship and nursed the wounds. My sincere expert slowly nudged me to opt for sleep when the night was still young. My silent, lonely nights gradually transformed into a bliss of rest and recuperation.
Until now, I have never written about my struggle with insomnia and the role played by the mighty Moon as a savior to make me feel confident and open to change. I’m peaceful without the burden of the past and fear of the future.
© Fatima Imam (All Rights Reserved)
This post is written in response to Dr. Preeti Singh’s nature-inspired prompt for Reciprocal:
Sincere thanks to the editors: Sahil Patel, Dr. Preeti Singh and Yana Bostongirl for their consistent support. ❤️❤️
Today, I would like to give a shout-out to two amazing posts:
One written by Joyce Nielsen on the effects of a full Moon on our moods:
Another one written by Monoreena Acharjee Majumdar about loving houseplants:
A link to my poem on the Moon:
Forever grateful to everyone for your precious time and generous support. Stay blessed, motivated, and live your life to the fullest. ❤️❤️❤️❤️🙏🙏🙏🙏
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