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I sense her…

Korean Drama – The Guardian (Image Credit: https://koreandramaland.com/cherry-blossoms-in-kdramas/)

As the rain drops trickle down the old glass window,

I stare into what I call ‘that world’, What an epiphany!

To see another world inside a tiny shiny dew drop

I see the petals of the cherry blossom tear away

And fall ever so gently on the snow white ground

The soft and gentle touch – reminds me, so clearly,

Of an emotion – evoked by her hand on my cheek.

A maple leaf just flew past me – I tried to hold it quickly.

They say, if one catches a maple leaf in mid-air,

All wishes shall be granted. So I let my eyelids drop,

Whispering, “God, help me remember her. Who is she?”

Only the tiniest of memories, her scent, scintillating, yet elusive.

The fragrance she wore, the way she smiled, intensely.

Only the tiniest of memories are tormenting me – I need more!

Oh, I need to know, who was she that had encaptured me in her love?

The Oracle lady had but hinted – was it a past life? Or a dream?

Why do I see her hazy silhouette, and skin radiantly glowing?

How can I not have memories, yet have emotions so precise,

How can I hurt so deeply, yet not remember what had pierced?

I sense her…

Fresh as the morning glow,

Deep as the cherry red,

Mystical as the ocean’s depths,

Dark as the empty night.

I sense her…

She holds deep pain inside

She wields soulful eyes

Her voice tries to sing a story

Her hand, outstretched in longing…

I sense her…

Yes, I sense her… she is real.

I don’t know yet – who she is,

or why she visits my dreams

I don’t know yet – why emotions overflow

upon her thoughts – each time.

Yet, I sense her in me.

Deeply in me… unwaveringly real.

She is a mystery, a mystery full of intrigue

She has trapped me in an embrace of eternity.

I sense her.. eternally.

Context:

I just almost finished watching the Korean drama ‘The Guardian’ (AKA The Lonely Shining God – Goblin AKA The Goblin) and this verse was inspired by the events in the drama.

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Romancing the Pain

sad_woman_4k_8kI have known it for years now
The pain – numbing pain, stubborn
I never want to see it ever
But it just doesn’t go away, stubborn
Now I know it’s found home
In my heart, in my body as its own
The pain seeps into each cell of my body
Like the blood that runs in its veins
Taking residence in every nook and cranny
Like it will never leave me again
But I now know, it’s a small baby
It can’t comprehend the ache it causes
I now know what needs to be done
It needs, like me, love and compassion
It needs, like me, to matter to someone
For when I begin romancing the pain,
I can see it diminish again
For when I began romancing the pain,
I began to feel anew again
The pain – it’s a lonely child
Abandoned, ignored, hated, rebuked,
The pain – it’s a lonely child
A grave testimony of life’s strife
Everyone hates it, no one wants it
So it grows bigger, larger than everyone
All it needs is to be acknowledged
So it can dissipate and be gone
For when I began romancing the pain,
I began to feel whole again.

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Alive

The Mystery Behind, Beyond, and Beneath the Sea, weaves a Poem of Awe.

Every Wave, Ripple, Ebb and Flow seems to confirm, “I. Am. Alive.”

When dreams come true, this is how exhilarating you feel.

I started my journey with Dreamz Forever in 2007. It’s been 11 long years of amazing growth, struggles, learning, highs and lows.

What’s stayed is the little girl inside me.

She feels amazingly alive today.

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What it means being an Empath

I didn’t know that I am an Empath.

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As I move ahead on my spiritual path and discover new things about myself in this journey, I have received a lot of answers to questions that I always had, and to those that I never had either.

I will try my best to share this journey with you, maybe one of you will identify with it, who knows?

  1. Songs affect me in a huge way. I can not bear to listen to some songs (esp from the oldies lot like Kishore Kumar’s) because they make me depressed.
  2. Deja Vu is a common phenomenon with me, because I tend to have the feeling of “I’ve been here before”, or “I’ve seen him/her before” quite often.
  3. Pink skies make me depressed and a bit scared as well.
  4. I am highly highly sensitive and tend to pick up vibes very quickly. (To my deepest chagrin, at work, I am just the opposite..!!!!)
  5. I like/do not like cities or places according to the vibes I get.
  6. I tend to immediately catch the feelings of a person around me if they are sad, depressed or in grief.
  7. I cry a lot… a lot means really a lot. Every emotion results in tears – joy, sorrow, grief, anger, irritation, upset – every damn emotion and the tears flow.
  8. When someone shares their feelings with me, I suffer along with them because those feelings and emotions become me and I become them. This is the worst trait I have.
  9. Hate crowds. Hate empty stores too. Extremes.
  10. These movies disturbed me very badly: Trapped, Life, Alien Covenant – you get the point.
  11. Long conversations, especially with acquaintances tire me out. I can’t sustain long phone conversations either.
  12. Loud noises, loud speakers, screaming people etc. disturb me and drive me to madness. So also, I get startled easily, even by something as small as the ringing of a phone – I jump out of my seat. There have been times when I actually dropped the phone when it started ringing.
  13. I can NOT multitask. Neither physically not mentally. Conversely, I can read two books parallelly – but each a bit at a time, I can switch from reading to painting to crochet to cooking faster than a butterfly switching flowers.
  14. I need time out after social get togethers, not that I go to too many of them.
  15. I have this very strong innate desire to heal others. Like I sometimes wish I had a magic wand to do that.
  16. You can NOT force me to do what I do not want to do. If you force me, I will feel suffocated.
  17. I am always disturbed by injustice. If I see any injustice happening around me, I have to hold the urge to get involved and give a piece of my mind. (My latest anger is directed towards Mr. Modi for coming up with privacy-killing ideas such as compulsory registration of marriages. What will women in our society do? He is so insensitive to women. My second latest is against trolls who want to keep pestering people who have no interest in them.)
  18. Many times, I feel emotions that I have no idea where they have come from. I go down without reason, I am happy without reason… I have no idea what touches me during my course of the day.
  19. You may have hurt me profusely and you may have back-stabbed me, but I will reach out if I know you are in pain. And I beat myself up for it, because it is the most vulnerable thing to do – put yourself up for more pain with people who do not value you.
  20. And of couse, I am drawn to healing modalities. Obviously.

That makes 20 of them.

 

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Diaries of a Hechicera: Meet me ;-)

Hechicera means Enchantress – one who can put a spell on you with her qualities.

Today, Hechicera reveals herself.
She is the girl next door , the girl of your dreams, the lady in your fantasies.

She is a dreamer, a compulsive dreamer. She is inside you – the person who has always wished for the moon and the stars. She lives in her own world, she has her own language, she sings her own songs…

She has nothing to do with the big bad world. In her little world, there is only love, affection, kindness and gentleness. She does not want to leave her world. She wants to stay there forever. She wants her friends and her love to join her in her world. She wants to keep them away from the big bad world.

Call her Maya. She is Maya – the lady who danced in green fields in the white dress.. her dupatta flowing with the winds… her arms dancing to the enchanting tune… she is your imagination.

She is on a journey towards the Unknown. But she has faith that the Unknown will be where her heart is. She is constantly searching for the elusive someone. She is searching for her heart. She thinks the destination will be the start of another journey. If you follow her, she will crumble away into nothingness. If you try to touch her,she will melt away. If you want her, you can never have her. If you already have her, you can never lose her. She – is Hechicera.

Here’s my question to you, my lovely readers.

Who is YOUR Hechicera? Why is she your Hechicera?

Let us see you answer this one. I would like to know who Maya is for all of you out there reading this fantasy story.

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A Walk into the Woods

How it started…

In 2007, when I was still building up my dreams, I wrote this little poem. It speaks of the togetherness that I craved for. Anyone.. I believe every girl has this dream. Some get it, some keep waiting forever. 

My dream came true. In 2014. Literally, I actually got to walk into the woods. And on the beach. And climb a hill. And.. then it faded away. 🙂

A walk into the woods

There was hardly any meaning
Once you came, you were the beginning.
What is life without you?
A walk into the woods is all I ask of you.

See that vista? It is too long.
Stand by me, make it go by soon.
What is life without you?
A walk into the woods is all I ask of you.

They were always there, the beasts.
Did you just drive them away?
What is life without you?
A walk into the woods is all I ask of you.

Those dreams, those nightmares
And the ferocity of the violent waves
Have you captured them too?
They badger me no more
What is life without you?
A walk into the woods is all I ask of you.

The gifts of life would entice me
Did you just redefine them?
Do they seem more beautiful?
Just what did you do?
What is life without you?
A walk into the woods is all I ask of you.

The trees seem greener, the skies bluer,
Did you paint them too?
Come with me, stay by my side
Please say you’d like to.

What is life without you?
A walk into the woods is all I ask of you.
What is life without you?
A walk into the woods is all I ask of you.

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But let there be spaces in your togetherness and let the winds of the heavens dance between you. Love one another but make not a bond of love: let it rather be a moving sea between the shores of your souls.
~ Gibran

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The thirteenth floor

“I can’t believe you have brought me to streets like these!!!”

“I just can’t believe this!! Aaahh, look at the muck – the street can hardly fit one car.” And half of it is filled up with garbage. She regretted having called the local guy to ask for electronic stores. Who knew this street would turn out to be a nightmare.

The cheek of this man with her – the street was so narrow, that they had to CLIMB platforms to cross hurdles.. and he did not even offer a hand! As if she did Spider Man stunts day in and day out…The cheek!!

“I can’t believe you are so fussy!” He said. “I am the one who doesn’t live here.. I have no problems. You are just being too fussy. see? This is why I bought such big boots. BTW I need another pair of those.” A cocky smile.

She raises her eyes in desperation! Men and their big boots. Hmmph!

“You better treat me to a good lunch after all this, I tell you.”

As they approach the Thirteenth Floor, he tells her how he had visited this restaurant with another friend and that it was a good place. She was just hungry. She didn’t care which floor it was, as long as they had food to eat. And well, the restaurant actually was on the thirteenth floor and was named so. Not bad.. they entered and he pointed towards the balcony where there were tables set up in open air.. under the skies..

Ahh.. now she smiles. She likes it. She likes this. 13th floor. What a view – they took a table near the parapet. The metro was visible below. She had never sat in the metro. She hadn’t bothered to figure out how to do that. Who cares.

She looked at the man who sat before her. His grey kurta looked royal on his broad shoulders. He had a smile on his face. A scrumptious lunch ensued, with little moments of love. She looked at him and wondered again. There were undercurrents between them, of uncertainty and tension. Both of them had their own battles to fight, but were scrambling for some moments of peace together. She thought, I can not live without him.

Of course she didn’t say that to him. They had a mutual understanding of avoiding the impending serious issues. Instead, she said, “Thanks for this wonderful lunch. It is as romantic as I would have wanted it to be. I love you.” This day would remain with her until the last day of her life. For some, these little joys are everyday affairs, but for some like her, they are like diamonds. You can’t have them again and again. Maybe only once. That’s all you can do before getting broke.

As they got up to leave, he wanted to click a few pictures of the view from the 13th floor. But of course, women – he knew she would protest if she wasn’t made a part of those pictures. So he cleverly and smartly takes one picture of hers, and then gets busy with click click click, capturing the metro below and some good cityscapes. Of course she sees through the ruse. She does protest a bit. But she is still reeling under the beauty of the lunch – the quiet togetherness, the romantic climate, the view, the entire feel of those two hours.

As the lift traversed to the ground floor, she told him, ‘Don’t ever leave me and go away.”

All he said was, “Haanji.”