~ My Love Affair with Words ~ A new week dawns, another day behind me. I linger in the space between letters and words, where stories take root. Friends, these words have been, guiding me on countless journeys.
I reveled in the music of rhyme, the dance of language across the page. The written word unveiled profound truths, each sentence a step on a path of contemplation.
I am a passionate reader and writer. The thoughts I’ve captured are precious treasures, windows into my soul. Initially intended for future generations, they now serve as a personal chronicle of joy, growth, and experiences.
These words may seem antiquated to modern eyes, yet they hold the essence of my past self, my evolving heart and mind. Through them, I’ve strived to express my loftiest aspirations, and in the process, they’ve shaped me into a better person.
Sun-Kissed Days and a Heart Full of Butterflies: My First Love
Sixteen. The age that swaggered in with the promise of manhood. I sported it like a young lion with its first mane, a clumsy confidence propelling every step. Our family vacation, a sun-drenched bonus, added an extra spring to my walk as young and old splashed in the cool embrace of the public pool.
And then, in a single, sun-dappled moment, I was a goner.
There she lay, a vision in a red swimsuit, her legs long and graceful. Her raven hair and chocolate brown eyes, accentuated by a smile that could launch a thousand ships, stole my breath away. I was a moth, hopelessly drawn to the flame.
Hours melted into a nervous haze before I finally gathered the courage to approach her. Her smile, a beacon of youthful delight, greeted me. Her voice, oh, it was like honey dripping from an angel’s mouth. Our eyes met, and my heart did a hummingbird impression in my chest.
This young goddess, barely thirteen with the delicate promise of womanhood, captivated me. She fueled my imagination, sending it soaring into flights of sweet fantasy.
For the rest of the vacation, we were inseparable. The first brush of our hands, a spark of electricity, sent shivers down my spine. Her soft kiss on my lips, a secret shared under the summer sun, was a treasure beyond compare. We devoured each other’s words, spilling secrets and dreams with youthful abandon. In her, I saw a kindred spirit, a soulmate. The very first.
Night after night, I drifted to sleep impatient for dawn, eager to greet another day with this enchanting creature.
But vacations, like all good things, have a cruel habit of ending. All too soon. Leaving her felt like ripping a piece of my soul out. The song in my heart morphed into a lump in my throat. Life, with its cruel sense of humor, tore us apart. Promises of future visits were a meager consolation prize as I wallowed in despair. The drive home was a blur, tears threatening to spill over my cheeks, held back only by the ironclad rule: “Boys don’t cry.” My only solace, a grainy photograph taken by the pool, her image a constant companion in my clenched fist.
A single, glorious weekend visit later, our fairy tale drew to a close. It was the final sigh of a beautiful journey, one that would later imbue Romeo and Juliet with a profound meaning. The exquisite pleasure of that first touch, that first kiss, was forever etched in my memory, alongside the deep pang of loss.
Yet, her memory endures. Her gentle spirit, her radiant smile, a testament to the kindness she showered upon me. Years later, with the ever-evolving world of technology, I searched for her on Facebook, but to no avail. Even today, a part of me longs for one last meeting, to look into her eyes, perhaps a little wiser, a little more wrinkled, and simply thank her for being the melody in my heart, the very first spark of love.
I have always been fascinated by the law of three, which states that everything has its cause and effect. This morning, I decided to experiment with this law by changing my modus operandi. Instead of diving straight into the magical process of writing, I first read from my spiritual journal to feed my mind. I’m not sure whether writing should precede reading or the other way around, but whatever it may be, I’m trying to bring active and passive together in my morning routine. I hope that the law of three, employed in this change, will manifest deeper insights and accelerate my spiritual progress.
The law of three states that everything has its cause-and-effect relationship. It also says that cause-and-effect happens on multiple planes. What we are manifesting on the physical plane is not the complete picture. We might not be fully aware of all the consequences. When we lack awareness of this important law, we may steal money, for example, and experience wealth on the physical plane, but deteriorate on the moral plane and be totally impoverished on the spiritual plane.
This principle can be defined as the law of karma, however, it is more accurate to say that the principle remains constantly active and that act and thought vibrate on different levels of awareness. This is the lesson of karma that brings karmic justice to the forefront. We act on a thought, and that action might not justify fulfilling the thought, but it also ripples out as a karmic ripple into our future, our relationships, and even the common effect on the community in which we live and with which we associate.
Our Western paradigm has gone so far down the physical and individual route that we have lost touch with the spiritual and community consequences. It is up to everyone to reunite these opposites in their own life to bring back a sense of calm and strength that is not individual, but brings peace and harmony to the community.
The law of three can be a helpful guide for making choices in our lives. When we are faced with a decision, we can ask ourselves, “What are the potential consequences of this action, both for myself and for others?” By being aware of the law of three, we can make choices that are more likely to create positive karmic ripples.
The law of three can also help us to forgive ourselves and others. When we make a mistake, we can remind ourselves that the law of three is in effect. We can also offer forgiveness to those who have wronged us, knowing that their actions will eventually come back to them.
The law of three can be a source of strength and inspiration. When we are feeling discouraged, we can remind ourselves that our thoughts and actions matter. We can also choose to focus on the positive karmic ripples that we are creating in the world.
The law of three is a powerful reminder that our thoughts and actions have consequences on a personal and collective level. When we act with intention and awareness, we can create positive karmic ripples that benefit ourselves and the world around us. I am committed to living my life in accordance with the law of three, and I believe that this will bring me, my home and commmunity peace, strength, and harmony.