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Don’t cause butterflies in my tummy

Butterflies in my tummy
From a far far away land of fantasy
For so very long, I truly believed
I had dead butterflies in my tummy

It’s taken too long for me to accept
That there’s no one but me
You know you are taken, taken, taken
So don’t cause butterflies in my tummy

Do you know how it feels
When so many I see in twos
A void begins to fill me up
In every cell through and through

Your intentions may be clear
I know we are friends dear
But the desert but has just one oasis to be
So don’t cause butterflies in my tummy

Oh it’s a great thing to hear
All will be okay when you love yourself dear
But nothing seems okay to me as I think why
Even the moon has the eternal company of the dark sky

Some in twos are craving to be one
Some all alone are wanting to find the one
If perfection were to be a tree
It would be like a cactus thorny

If perfection were to be a movie
It would but be just a tragedy
For the heers and the ranjhaas and the heeras and the pannas
Haven’t they all met with the same destiny

How would I then, be different?

Scarred for life by a narcissist with torment
Lost all my confidence, trust in self and worth
To be rebuilt all over from square one

So your request for a dance momentarily
Caused fluttering butterflies in my tummy

Yes yes I know I deflected it promptly
With words about pen, paper and a story
But hey, then this poem came through eventually
So don’t you cause butterflies in my tummy

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Diaries of a Hechicera: Life is about dancing with the Flow

*Boatman*



Peter was a novice fisherman, who struggled with the paddles, the moment the waters got rough. He felt he would drown any minute and this would make him panic. He lost a lot of business because of this. Hence he decided to approach Confucius, who was a master boatman, who was known for his dexterity of boating, especially in rough waters.

“Sir, please accept me as your disciple. Can you please teach me how to control a boat in rough waters like you?”, asked Peter.

“*Who gave you this absurd thought, that I can control the boat?* If you want to be a good boatman, you must never worry about controlling the boat”, said Confucius.

“Whattttt? If I don’t worry about controlling the boat then how do I handle the boat in rough waters? Wouldn’t I drown and die if the boat topples?”, asked Peter, taken aback.

Confucius replied, “How can the boat or the sea make you drown? And how can they save you from drowning? This is what people don’t get.

*I am not the best boatman. I am the best swimmer.* It’s not about the boat, it’s not about the sea, it’s about controlling yourself. Let the sea be rough. Let the boat topple. Let your still mind not topple and drown in fear.

The moment you stop fearing and worrying about the boat and the sea, the control is back in your hands!”

*LIFE CAN NEVER BE CONTROLLED. THE ONLY THING THAT WE CAN CONTROL IS OURSELVES.*

Life will get rough. Life will topple. Life was never meant to be still. But we can be still. *STILLNESS IS THE KEY*. A calm and composed mind, is all that we need, to overcome the fear of drowning and toppling.

We can’t control the recession, the economy. *We can’t control the market BUT WE CAN CONTROL OUR MARKET SHARE*, ISN’T IT SO? People have not stopped buying whatever you are selling. There are millions of people who are still buying this stuff, but they are not buying from you. *UP YOUR GAME*. Make them buy from you.

We can’t control the cancer. But we can control our fears, ours worries, our attitude, our spirit. *Fear of death actually means you love life a lot.* Fearing death is a negative emotion that creates painful thoughts. Loving life is a positive emotion that creates joyful thoughts. Fear of illness means you love health. *THINK FROM THE SPACE OF WHAT YOU LOVE, AND DO MORE OF IT, WHENEVER YOU FEAR LOSING SOMETHING. We can’t add days to our lives, but we can add a lot of life to our days!*

Don’t waste your time and energy controlling other people’s reactions or behaviours. Don’t waste your time cribbing about how rough and tough your life is. Don’t waste your time trying to control your boat, or the sea. Control yourself! That’s it!

*The sea will get rough. The boat will topple. Learn how to swim!!*

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Diaries of a Hechicera

I used to write this series called Diaries of a Hechicera in my other blog. I was going through the other blog, reading some old blogs and feeling really really wistful – but I decided to start this series on A Walk into the Woods again.

Hechicera has grown up – she has seen enough in life to understand that a la-la land does not exist. She carries some mishaps from her past, some difficult to handle consequences that will remain with her forever.

Hechicera loves life today. She has learnt to accept and believe that dreams will come true only if one lives in the real world. That there is no one who will make her happy and that happiness has to come from within.

She has days when she is so down that lifting her up is herculean. But she has learnt to manage it and she has learnt to accept herself with all her good things and faults. She looks at life today with a top of the mountain view and understands that she is just a small speck in the huge abundant universe.

*Hechicera means enchantress.