listen to my winter…

I listen to your words, Uzma, and it brings up so many ideas.

A kaleidoscope of vignettes

Chalee Bhi Ja, jarsay gul kee sada par Naseem
Kahin tou kafla -e- Nau bahar theray ga

Translation:

“O wind – go when the song of the flower buds call out to you….
The Caravan of Spring will stop somewhere”

Spring and Celebration.

Flying kites and dancing in the fields.

Drinking cold lassi and eating hot buttered Naans.

Poets write about spring…they say the Caravan of Spring will stop somewhere.

“Really? Will it?” I ask you

“Spring always comes” – you say.

“I have a problem.”

“A problem with Spring?” you ask

“Yes.” I say.

“Why?” you ask.

“Because before Spring there is Winter. You can’t have one without the other.

What bothers me is when you don’t give me the space to talk about the winters of my life….You become quiet. As if you are uncomfortable with my pain.

How can you have one without the other? I ask…

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4th valversary, Feb. 7, 2021

4th VALVERSARY: Valentine’s Day 2017, I was scheduled to get my heart broken…A week before surgery, I got bumped and re-booked for the next day at the University-of-Ottawa-Heart-Institute on February 7. It took a GOOD YEAR to feel “normal” again. And 3.5 years to regain energy. Don’t give up! Ask questions, get a second opinion. And take heart, my Heart Warrior sisters and brothers. When I figure out the tech side, there will be partner videos to come!…

I write about this in my chapter ‘The Answer is To Be!’ in the upcoming book Voices of the 21st Century: Resilient Women Who Rise and Make a Difference. see Contact Me for details!

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