Last tuesday, I had a girlfriend of mine over for dinner. We talked a lot about our lives and we also talked about my blog, the therapeutic role it played in my life and my desire to write about women friends of mine who have played a significant role in shaping me. D encouraged me to revive my blog and I started yesterday with story of K.
Today I want to write about A. It is her birthday. She is far away across the Atlantic but she is in the thoughts of many souls around the world. She has touched countless lives with her loving presence. And I am one of those many who had an opportunity to spend some time with her, to get to know her and to soak my soul in her warmth.
I met her three years ago in September 2011. I was lost, broken, disillusioned, deeply hurt and afraid to bring down the protective walls around me.. the walls that I had meticulously built for years and the walls that I had particularly raised higher in the previous year. The word or notion I least trusted was 'Love'. I ran away from that word with all my might. I convinced myself love is an illusion or chemical intoxication of some sort. I believed that Love hurts. And it was in this context, I met A.
She is an amazing woman. I cant really describe her in my limited words. But spending some time with her in Sept 2011 made me feel as if I was with a 'phenomenal woman' that Maya Angelou describes in her poem. There she was.. one such woman, real in flesh and bones, someone that I could see, feel, touch and hear. Someone that made me feel as if she could truly 'see' me, understand me in spite of my walls and beyond all my fears, pain and vulnerability. I loved the way she smiled and laughed, I loved the way she connected with people around her. She embodied empathy. I was particularly fascinated by the twinkle in her eyes, child like enthusiasm and curiosity towards life, willingness to learn and understand others. In her presence, I could bring my guards down, I could be 'me', raw and hurting, scared and vulnerable. She held me in her loving presence and I felt safe. Tears came down with force and I could not hold them back. She stayed there rock solid holding me in her arms, not affected or averse to my tears and incomprehensible words amid those sobs. I cried and cried till I could not cry anymore. May be till I did not feel the need to cry anymore. That was a profound experience of love in my life. She helped me make a little window in my walls so that I could let some love enter into my life. That is the precious gift she has given me. I met her twice again and I grew in my little efforts on this path of self love under her guidance and loving presence. Thinking about her always floods my heart with gratitude and hope. She inspires me to live, to love myself and to love woman in me. She helps me believe in Love and living a loving life.
Today is her birthday. She is showered with love and greetings from different corners of the world. I wish her a long healthy life ahead so that she can continue to shine the light of love in many lives just. Happy birthday angel.. I am glad our paths crossed and I am grateful to have you in my life.
Today I want to write about A. It is her birthday. She is far away across the Atlantic but she is in the thoughts of many souls around the world. She has touched countless lives with her loving presence. And I am one of those many who had an opportunity to spend some time with her, to get to know her and to soak my soul in her warmth.
I met her three years ago in September 2011. I was lost, broken, disillusioned, deeply hurt and afraid to bring down the protective walls around me.. the walls that I had meticulously built for years and the walls that I had particularly raised higher in the previous year. The word or notion I least trusted was 'Love'. I ran away from that word with all my might. I convinced myself love is an illusion or chemical intoxication of some sort. I believed that Love hurts. And it was in this context, I met A.
She is an amazing woman. I cant really describe her in my limited words. But spending some time with her in Sept 2011 made me feel as if I was with a 'phenomenal woman' that Maya Angelou describes in her poem. There she was.. one such woman, real in flesh and bones, someone that I could see, feel, touch and hear. Someone that made me feel as if she could truly 'see' me, understand me in spite of my walls and beyond all my fears, pain and vulnerability. I loved the way she smiled and laughed, I loved the way she connected with people around her. She embodied empathy. I was particularly fascinated by the twinkle in her eyes, child like enthusiasm and curiosity towards life, willingness to learn and understand others. In her presence, I could bring my guards down, I could be 'me', raw and hurting, scared and vulnerable. She held me in her loving presence and I felt safe. Tears came down with force and I could not hold them back. She stayed there rock solid holding me in her arms, not affected or averse to my tears and incomprehensible words amid those sobs. I cried and cried till I could not cry anymore. May be till I did not feel the need to cry anymore. That was a profound experience of love in my life. She helped me make a little window in my walls so that I could let some love enter into my life. That is the precious gift she has given me. I met her twice again and I grew in my little efforts on this path of self love under her guidance and loving presence. Thinking about her always floods my heart with gratitude and hope. She inspires me to live, to love myself and to love woman in me. She helps me believe in Love and living a loving life.
Today is her birthday. She is showered with love and greetings from different corners of the world. I wish her a long healthy life ahead so that she can continue to shine the light of love in many lives just. Happy birthday angel.. I am glad our paths crossed and I am grateful to have you in my life.
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