March 9, 2020
For powerful men and women everywhere.
I dream
I am
In the presence of a powerful man.
Intelligent. Interesting. Patient. Kind.
I am soaring!
Then, for some reason there I am folding his laundry when he says with a kind smile, “you don’t need to be my maid”.
I think to myself, “is this the best I have to offer such a powerful man?”
He shows me a fantastic invention he created (a wonderful machine); and asks me to take the control into my hands.
(Oh to try and describe the thing! Words fail me now…it was after all only a dream)
I am clumsy on my own, so he simply, patiently
And rather gently holding the control with me—barely touching my hand—begins guiding me to feel…
“Surrender to take-charge.” he says
Not quite touching my ear with his own breath.
I am terrified and find it difficult to trust myself. I will fail—break the thing.
I feel I will crumble—be exposed for my incompetence and vulnerability—and he will judge me—abandon me, or worse—criticize me.
It is too much for my nervous system. I am both simultaneously scared and excited as I begin to feel myself relax and let go while an immense flood of energy unfolding through my body threatens to annihilate me.
I am exhilarated and exhausted.
I have to escape the reality of this dream.
He patiently smiles. He understands. I wake myself…
What kind of woman am I? What do I have to offer a powerful man?
Am I a scared little girl who never grew up–unconscious; waiting for love’s true kiss to wake me?
How sad to wait on someone else who is also scared and unconscious and waiting…waiting.
I am
Intelligent. Interesting. Patient. Kind.
I won’t give up on my dream. I will gently train my nervous system to control this immense flow of energy unfolding throughout my body which threatens to annihilate me.
And I will grow stronger and more powerful.
I will surrender and take charge.
“Wooohooooo!”
I listen to the owl outside my window and the sound of my breath in harmony with the one lying next to me: Intelligent. Interesting. Patient. Kind.
I look at the clock. 3:14 am.
My heart fills with joy. I could stay in this unfolding moment for all eternity.
And for now,
I will.
–NZain
That mood…
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Grazie, J. 😊
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Here I am, listening, quietly, reading, your dreams unfolding ❤️
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And I am smiling…🥰
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And I am there with you in this ‘unfolding moment’! 😊
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Wonderful! And there is sandalwood and spices, roses and jasmine, every color sari and so many delicious foods unfolding…some of my happiest moments are memories from India. I am so glad to share this ever unfolding moment with you. 🙏🏻
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The owl whoooots as Nina blooms…. 🌻💛🔆
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Aww thank you, Nadine Bloomwords. I’m all smiles🥰
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So many blooming flower-gals, and guys, in the wide world… and here on wp, so many of us, blooming through words. My URL was a bit of a random, when I picked it. Could belong to anyone here. :)) Thanks for your persistent kindness, Nina ❤️😊
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Yaaas you go gurl!
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Haha! Thanks Nour!
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in dreams we find the weirdest yet most lucid thoughts. I am catching up with posts I have missed from you, apologies for the deluge of comments!
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No apologies,Gina. I love a good deluge! Thank you for visiting and spending time here. I always enjoy your company and I hope you leave with a good feeling.
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always leave with a happy smile!
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Good! Mission accomplished 😊. And the same when I visit you. A happy contemplative smile your words evoke.
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