Sunday, January 31, 2021

Marauders

Even in the stealth, the pride of the marauder is clear as a day,

Walking into the calm forest, with the confidence,

Ready to pounce, even on the tiniest of prey

The marauders, with the rolling eyes

and plundering mighty paws

Cunning and mighty

With no mercy for the prey

Blind to the size and age

Even the tiny gazelles, with their gait and grace, die at their hand

The marauders, and their thirst for blood.

It is never enough

The blood-lust

The thrill of the kill

With every kill, a forest unrest,

Unstoppable.

 


Sunday, January 3, 2021

Day 8: Part of me; Then the other part

 I should have written this piece, in November 24th. I held out because i had tonnes to think and feel, at that time. This year I have had downsides and upsides. The downsides I would have focused on, and then I would have collapsed and buried myself in it. It is been a bad year for many people. I will say I have experienced extremely bad and good times. I will choose the good times. I will start by saying that, In February, someone I love and respect posed a serious question. By the end of the conversation, I was mad but after the calm, I saw it. Boy, I am too afraid to face myself, Because I have failed myself. I took a mirror, and looked into myself. My eyes, I realized that, I needed me to survive. My eyes have that sparkle, it is yellowish and I knew that moment I had to fight myself, that need to be loved, that need to be understood, I had to get rid of it. That is how i started fighting. 

The real issue was living one day at a time. I started acknowledging the things i felt and wanted to have. First, i accepted that I was in love with someone. I didn't care it was wrong or right. I said it, To myself and this made me, shake and the saying it to the person, made me free. I was free. At that time, I wanted to nothing from them. Then, with time, I realized that, I was responsible for myself. Feeding myself, seeing myself, loving myself. The most important realization was the fact that I was a mother, Real people actually relied on me. My well being was good for them and myself. I took this love and took it to heart and from February, even on the worst days, my heart was warm. I was not a bitter person. I was in love, with myself and with someone.

The right and wrong divide. I did the right thing, not to please anyone. Doing right made me feel so damn good about myself. I remember one day, I said to someone "You have no business standing close to the line" that is usually my coward line. Then,  I realized I can stand close to the line and still have the willpower to do right, Be right. August 20th https://iamwavinya.blogspot.com/2020/08/titleless.html. I wrote that, because I would have done wrong but i didn't. I trusted myself with my freedom to do right. Call it freedom for excellence. Time and again, I could acknowledge the wrongs I did to others. When the time, to choose came, I choose myself. The courage came from love. I have never been happier. 

Sometimes, we get served with the wrong cards. People in our lives, situations; That doesn't mean we stop playing. Play your hand. Do right. Truth, I found that doing the right things, makes you free and you don't have to deal with guilt. 

I will say that, the last few months have been enlightening, I actually met someone who meant so much to me. Beyond my expectations, holding a conversation without anger or the need to defend myself. Experiencing quiet. Love. Plus, I have met Better people. Built good friendships. Seeing the world and  It is larger than my computer and my sitting space. By the year-end, When i knelt down to pray, I was deeply grateful, for life, for the wins and for it all. Above all I was grateful for love.

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