I met you first standing in front of a mirror, standing on a stool with a brush in hand;
Dad was at the back, ready to pick you up and take you for a bath;
While mom served hot milk and breakfast;and dressed you up in blue dress and clips.
You knew you were cared for, they were consistent, predictable and reliable;
You experienced hope and security, and took it to your brothers, sisters, aunts and uncles;
And when you think of it, it was a fairyland come true.
Ah! And I do remember your Barbie doll and her utensils, She was a pilot, wasn’t she?;
I remember you demanding your mom for Burger and your favorite A-line dress;
You were every one’s darling and cousins loved dressing you up;
It was only your brother you felt irritated at, you dug up your nails into his cheeks out of anger;
and no one other than your parents could save him.
You wanted independence, your own choices, and wanted to do things on your own;
In your free acts, sometimes you succeeded and many a times you didn’t;
But dad made sure you don’t accept yourself as a failure;
He protected your self esteem by not letting anyone control or criticize you;
For him your word, was the world.
You enjoyed learning so much!
Mom and you sat with text books, as you spelled ‘BUSINESS’;
She picked up a watch, rotated its hands and asked “Tell me what time is it?”;
Uncle playfully rotated a globe in his hand to show you how earth revolved;
And suddenly you found such a dear new relation called “Teacher”;
He was so right and your parents knew nothing in front of him;
You were fond of your friends and worked hard to be the best among them.
You felt competent, and you knew you would achieve your goals;
You had no doubt in your abilities, and were proud of your accomplishments;
There were times you couldn’t stand up to the demands of people and felt inferior;
Soon you realized, its OK to have some failures, they made you modest and humble.
Finally you entered your teens and had your periods for the first time;
Out of fear you did not disclose it to anyone;
while secretly you judged and evaluated every word people had to say about it.
You discovered your breasts bulging and went to purchase your first Bra;
Shy which size would fit you, and for the first time you measured your body in your mind.
You saw your parents amazed at your brother understanding electrical circuits;
While your interests in word, drawings, designs and relationships were very generic.
Your parents still treated you like a little girl;
But in your imaginations you were a superwoman rescuing the world.
It was complex, you were confused not sure to be a child or an adult;
You felt angry…….very angry
And you wanted to question everything……life, earth, relationships.
You identified with yourself being a female in a corporate world;
Though you felt pressured with some choices, you chose to carry on;
You sensed some unhappiness and rebellion within, but you had no answers;
All you had was integrity and commitment to the roles you chose.
No sooner, you were an adult!;
Experimenting with lifestyles and education;
Exploring relationships beyond family and friends;
Wanting to commit your life to someone;
Expecting world beyond independence, competence and identity;
And you found your way back into love.
You found happiness and safety in relationships;
It was intimate…
You were no longer isolated, no longer lonely.
Now you are on a path of expressing your gratitude to the world;
You have realized yourself as whole and complete;
No longer you complain, crib about circumstances;
You want to contribute and be in service.
There are are many who have suffered…
Fear, shame, guilt, inferiority, confusion, loneliness, stagnation and despair;
You want let them know who they really are;
You want to be generative and pass on goodness.
And when you look back;
you will know you have lived a timeless life,
A life of your creation
Equipped with freedom, power and self-expression:)