It’s been a while I know, and I suffer from writer’s block. Somebody help.
All I know is that, I have a strange dream. I don’t know these people in my dream. You may interpret and conclude what it means. I cannot decipher this visual code. But this is how it goes:
You told her, “Let’s go.” You grabbed her hand in a hurry. You were both outside the door when she stopped you, and pushed you back inside the room. You were wearing two-piece with floral designs and you just cloak yourself with a wrap-around fabric that almost looked like a whole dress.
You didn’t realize you were exposing part of your chest and breast. You both went inside the room and she tried to change you when a woman who happens to be your sister, suddenly grabbed your outfit and started teasing you.
To your astonishment, you saw your sister wearing nothing but a Bra with no underwear and exposing her private in frontal view. I didn’t know what happened next but suddenly, you all faded to black.
You were both riding in a seemingly strange car along with other passengers, mostly women. The car looked like a carousel with colorful designs. You were half way towards destination when she told you, she has to go back. “I forgot my purse, ” she said. She asked you to wait for her when you arrive at the destination. You nodded.
You were wearing a beautifully sequenced red top with jeans, and your hair nicely straightened, fresh and shiny. She looked at you as she stepped down. You stared at her and smiled. She wasn’t sure if your nod and smile meant, yes – that you are going to wait for her.
She walked and walked and walked… the road seemed endless. It was a long journey along the horizon – boundless. As the sun set, she faded to white.
She found herself in an open passenger terminal. There she saw young men and boys offering rides in a motor cab. One boy asked her, “Ma’am, do you need a ride?” “Yes,” she said. “I need to go back to the barracks,” she continued. “That’s not my route, and I am not allowed to get there, but I can take you to a place nearby and you can just walk your way going there.” the boy replied. “That’s okay. Take me.” she said.
The boy dropped her in a seemingly squalid area. She saw box houses closely situated with each other. Suddenly, she found herself walking in a bridge made of wooded slabs, alongside, she saw floating houses.
She walked and walked… then she realized she couldn’t find the way. She faded in sight.
In the living room, she saw you again. You were in a couch watching an old film on television. She came and sat beside you, and you took her hand – wrapped your arms around her. You cuddled her. You both watched the show. The scene faded to black.
I am not good in interpreting dreams. But whatever it means, I may say, It’s just a dream. Who cares?
Sixty decades and three ago today…
You emerged from the quiet interior of your mother’s womb.
You first saw the light of the universe.
You first heard the sound of your own cry.
You first smelled the freshness of the air.
You first felt the soft, gentle sway of the breeze.
You first savored the rawness and the richness of that white fluid,
the nourishment of your fragile flesh.
The angels sang in unison as the whole world prepared for your coming.
The couples whom you pronounced as parents, and whom you came through, Rejoiced!
The unseen Creator, the very reason of your existence, bestowed upon you this “Gift of Life.”
This is what made you special.
You are special because, you are a special creature molded out of Love.
You are special because in the eyes of God, you are His special child, and He created you with Love.
And you are special because this work of art is carefully crafted with Love.
C*InGod’sEye.All Rights Reserved.May2018
Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com!You registered on WordPress.com 7 years ago.Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.
Today is my Anniversary on WordPress. As they sent me this badge, I just realized that I have not spent much time with my blogging. It is tough to balance work and sitting down to focus on writing a blog post.
I couldn’t believe I’m on my seventh year, and It’s amazing to think that I have gone this far yet I didn’t get that feeling of satisfaction. I’ve always wanted to write a book with my artworks and poetry with it. And now, I think I will have to start doing that. I need a spark of inspiration. This is it!
You, my WordPress friends, is my Inspiration. Thank you for all those who Followed my blog site and those who Liked my posts, and to all writers in this blogging sphere.
I stand up,
I am a human figure
without a shadow.
I lay down,
I am a shadow
without a human figure.
Who am I?
I am a loving and caring person.
But if my loving and caring, do not please you at all,
Can love and care, simply be just a
gentle whisper to awaken your quiescent emotion?
No matter what,
I still remain the same.
(This micro-poetry is inspired by a short documentary film.)
This day, the world celebrate the awesomeness of WOMEN. Women who made history. These are the famous …
Women in Arts
Women in Films
Women on Television
Women in Science and Technology
Women in Politics
Women Poets and Writers
Women in War
Women in… You name it…
We all hear and see these famous women featured on broadcast and social media as:
the first woman to..
the only woman who…
the greatest woman with… and so on…
These are GREAT Women and we all SALUTE their artistry, ingenuity, courage and power.
However, on the flip side of the scene, I wanted to turn my camera around, and spotlight women we all encounter in our daily lives. These are women who are not famous. They are the unsung heroes of our everyday lives. These are the…
-women who worked in retail and deli stores;
-women bartenders and baristas;
-women working in offices;
-women who worked on hospitals and restaurants etc…
-women who devoted their time taking care of their family and children;
-women who stayed whole day, under the rain and sunshine vending along the sidewalk to earn money and support their families;
-women who worked as caregivers taking care of other peoples’ children and aging parents;
-women who clean other people’s houses;
-women who are unfortunate and lived in shelters;
-ordinary women we see on the subway reading books,
-young women who work and study at the same time;
-women immigrants who left their families, thousands of miles from across the globe to seek greener pasture, to support their loved ones back home;
You name it…
For these women, I SALUTE and I Embrace their Struggles as they move forward to achieving Goals their DREAMS. I am Proud of You!
Happy International Women’s Day!