Awakening

Emotions have controlled a significant part of my life. Being a Libra, indecisiveness is native to me. Further plagued by all different emotions at the same time, I just keep digging deeper to find answers. This gave birth to overthinking.

Overthinking sows the seed for a big tree, whose fruits I will have to reap. On the left, you have branches filled with orange-colored leaves of emotional void and insecurity. On the right, you have beautiful blue leaves of self-doubt and mistrust. At the top of the tree is this red overshadow of an unreal guarded sense of attitude and pride. The tree stands tall because of the weight of all the branches, fruits, and leaves. Small winds move a few leaves of the branches but have not been able to shake it to its core. The seasons pass by, and it remains. Leaves are shed and they grow back exactly as they were. To a person who is standing at a distance, only the red shadow that covers the entire tree is visible. It’s only when someone brings a light close to it that he is able to see things as they really are.

Because of its mysteriousness, it attracts a few visitors from time to time. Few are scared as they walk near it and run off. Few try to throw some rocks in hopes that the tree will reveal its true nature. There are further few who bring a lamp to look at its branches and taste its fruit. They would sit in its shade, try to communicate with the tree, bring her presents, and ask her to shed this shadow and reveal herself. But they finally tired themselves and were forced to leave.

Then he came. At first, he couldn’t understand what it was, but he was curious enough to explore. He looked at bruises left by rocks. He saw the orange leaves and blue ones. He understood it was going to take time to heal this tree. He couldn’t imagine what it would look like when this shadow will disappear and sunlight will fall on each leaf. He tried to take care of the tree, watered it, gave it some good fertilizers to improve its strength from the roots, and sprayed some pesticides to keep the bugs away. All this caught her attention. She didn’t shoo this one away. He kept coming back every day to heal her in ways she couldn’t imagine.

Now she waited for him to come. His arrival would cheer her up. Finally, there was someone who was happy with the way she was, not the way she could be or should be. But as she is, in this moment. It kept going for a month. He would come, sit by, talk, and laugh. She expressed herself by the music of her leaves in the wind. The symphony that this created was music to his ears and his alone. They were both mesmerized.

Finally, he attempted to remove that shade from the top. He climbed the branches of sophistication and reached at the top. It’s when he reached at the top, he understood. He understood what needs to be done. On the top of the tree was her wounded heart. He kissed the heart of the tree and suddenly all the darkness lifted. Light fell directly on the leaves and it shined brighter than every other tree in the forest.

This took her by surprise. She couldn’t understand what just happened, but she was finally free. Free of overthinking. She could see and feel things that she never thought would happen to her. In 31 days, she was liberated.

She is reborn and alive, once again.

As she stood beneath the now radiant tree, a gentle breeze carrying the fragrance of blossoming possibilities, she marveled at the world with fresh eyes. The once tangled branches now stretched toward the sky, reaching for dreams she never dared to imagine.

With each step, she explored the world anew, unburdened by the weight of doubts that once overshadowed her path. The journey of self-discovery continued, revealing hidden strengths and resilience. The scars from the past, now mere reminders of the transformative process, told a story of courage and healing.

In this rebirth, she found not only freedom from overthinking but also a profound connection with herself. Life unfolded like a captivating novel, with each chapter unveiling unforeseen adventures and unexplored facets of her identity.

As she embraced the infinite possibilities ahead, the once mysterious tree stood as a symbol of resilience, a testament to the power of understanding, patience, and the healing touch of genuine companionship.

Their eyes met and there was an enchanting dance of excitement exchanged through glances and touches. The spark in each other’s eyes becomes a language of its own, a silent dialogue that speaks volumes of shared emotions and unspoken promises. Every touch, whether a gentle brush of fingers or a warm embrace, ignites a thrilling sensation, creating a magnetic pull that draws hearts closer. It’s in these moments of shared intimacy that the foundation of a profound connection is delicately laid, paving the way for a journey filled with the magic of love.