No more half-living for me.
Awakening to Magic
Last week, I celebrated my first birthday in my new country.
On Thursday, I marked my one-year anniversary here.
And today — my second Mother’s Day in America.
A week of celebration, yes. But also a week of reflection.
Where am I?
Where am I going?
What do I long to create, to become?
It feels as if I stand on the edge of something vast —
a horizon shimmering with possibility,
a breath away from a discovery that will make me whisper,
"This, this is what I’ve been waiting for."
I’ve lived too long in the hush of waiting,
a life held on ice, dreaming of a spark to melt the frost.
But I am done waiting.
I am ready to become the spark.
“And above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don't believe in magic will never find it.”
(Roald Dahl)
I am ready to discover secrets in the most unlikely places.
My eyes are wide, glittering — even my third eye.
My heart is a door, flung open.
My mind, a garden where stardust takes root.
I am no longer content with a life of echoes.
I am done being half-awake, half-alive, half-spoken.
Kahlil Gibran’s words burn in me today:
"Do not live half a life and do not die a half death.
If you choose silence, then be silent.
When you speak, do so until you are finished.
If you accept, then express it bluntly.
Do not mask it.
If you refuse, then be clear about it, for an ambiguous refusal is but a weak acceptance.
Do not accept half a solution.
Do not believe in half-truths.
Do not dream half a dream.
Half the way will get you nowhere.
You are a whole that exists to live a life — not half a life."
I am a whole.
I want to experience life in full — in body, in mind, in soul.
I will not let fear cast a shadow over my light.
I will not speak in whispers when I was born to sing.
The days of living in the background, of being an echo — they are over.
I am stepping into the magic that waits around the corner.
I am ready.