When I was sitting in quarantine and needed to write, I dug into some sweet memories and found that inspiration wasn’t be far behind. Here’s a little poem about the feeling of the initial rushes and fears of falling in love.
‘Propellers’ is a term I use for people and situations that have taught me valuable lessons. Without these propellers, we would have been stuck. They shake things up and help us be unstuck.
A tiny poetry about what love means to me.
As they waited, they talked. What would it be like when we get there? Again. After waiting for all these years. Are the people still the same? How consumed are they by their things. Things that we know mean nothing. Not here, anyway. We’ve spent years, up here, waiting, for only a chance to be…
The opportunity to write for a popular online community of mothers, made me think of the things I do that help me practise Self-Love. I came up with a list. But I’m gonna explain each point with the help of THE TOP THING I surround myself with to feel good – MUSIC. If you get nothing else from this piece, you will, at the very least, have listened to a cool and unique song by the end of it.
Ever been in love? Ever got that same magical feeling from music?
It’s like rain on a faintly sunny day, And petrichor.
It’s like a cool breeze on your face,
As you smile, close your eyes and open your arms, to really feel it.
(Also, check out the song I’ve added to this blog post. It’s all things love.)