"I am" by Uppma Virdi
A glance into Uppma's thoughts
I am Uppma
I am a female
They will fill their bounties with countless jewels and gold. Adorn their body while looking in the mirror saying "This is nice but now I want the largest diamond I can get".
They say, "I have the Kohinoor, but I want what he has, I want to look how she does". With the snap of their fingers they are able to have it. And one day, when all they have beside them are the jewels and the remaining ones who take glory in their "I am", they realise that all this time they have been living with their eyes closed. They begin to seek those who they banished by their side to learn the secret of life so they can listen to their hearts voice.
As I slowly rid myself of the "I am" … I recognise that my journey is not to find myself, but to go together. My journey is not alone. Nor do I want to create jewels for myself.
I strive to have the ones who are ready to open their hearts eye and go forward as one. "But you did this, and I'm not going to do this and how could you say that". We get into these trivial debates, pride takes overs, lets let go of the pride and simply be. Be present, completely to another, to ourselves and to the world … This is the most precious jewel we could adorn ourselves with.
This journey will have moments of joy, moments of stagnancy, pain and also suffering. We must continue walking as we understand that we must allow thoughts to come and go, we need to understand that moments will come,
The paths are one of the same, it's how we choose to walk on them. Together, we may need to stop frequently for a rolled ankle, a broken leg, a slower pace, a cup of tea, a laugh, a bereavement, a cuddle, a cry, a dance, a learning.
Although we did not win the gold medal, we cheer, we hoot, we holler. We walked the same path as the winner, but we went further. Further, not by distance, but further into our hearts, to learn and understand more about life and each other. As we look at each other, we recognise that we are not alone, our accomplishments are the accomplishments of all those around us.
We are everyday people.
Answer: A reminder that I'm not alone, that we're in this together in this crazy world and that life is not a race.
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Write a commentChristine Harpley
Such beautiful poetry/reflections. I feel as you do Sister…we re each unique expressions of the Divine.
Thanks for sharing…reading your poetry opened my heart this morning.
Love,
Christine