I’ve always loved a good book store or the library. I can sit for hours people-watching, reading, snacking and indulging in a freshly brewed cup of coffee topped with a hefty amount of whip creme.
I think I fell in love with the library again when I was studying for the GRE and then, the GMAT. It became my second home as I brushed up on the Pythagorean theorem, memorized formulas and scrutinized passages until I could spot the fallacy. I never quite understood what the hell any of that had to do with my ability to excel academically or professionally but I valued the discipline I was forced to embrace.
I loathed when men would come sit at my table. I knew that in between glances, they would eventually attempt to strike up a conversation. “Look, I’m kind and all but I’m certainly not interested. I paid too much damn money for these Kaplan materials to be interrupted during study time,” I would think.
Sometimes my avoidance worked and sometimes it didn’t. I think some of my most profound moments of hope came to me there. I often stared out of the window and simply day dreamed. I would occasionally get up and browse the aisles of books, sometimes picking them up and flipping through the pages. Whenever I felt stifled at work or couldn’t come up with the best solution for my clients, I hauled my laptop and work materials to library and some kind of way I got inspiration and pleasure. Work no longer felt exactly like work as I crafted the perfect presentations and notated the analysis in the notes section of the document.
Since I barely had time to read for leisure, I checked out several audiobooks and that made every car ride enjoyable. When I finished the audiobook for “Eat.Pray.Love.” I instantly felt a deep connection to the book’s theme. I had loved and lost and was under some type of personal reconstruction. I was already meditating and praying and waking up with an overwhelming sensation like something great was about to come my way. I wondered if I was too young to take a sabbatical. Instead,I opted for treating myself everyday instead of waiting for occasions. I went a lot of places alone. I wore my expensive pumps to the grocery store or wherever else I wanted to. I allowed my curls to be wild and free and I even added touches of blue and purple to my tresses because I always seem to smile when I see those colors. I fasted and consumed green smoothies, which gave me a natural high and a lot of energy. My pink yoga mat-courtesy of a good friend got a lot of use. My slim frame was nimble and my strength increased with every sun salutation.
I wanted those days to last forever. I wonder now if I can recreate that life again where I operated with such a high level of spiritual frequency. I feel the universe calling me often. I can see and hear things others don’t. I’ve learned that the more enlightened you become the less tolerance you have for certain things and certain people because you now understand that every living thing or being has a frequency and an energy and some energies f*** up your blissful balance.
My 2015, will be all about blissful balance and the things, people and habits that help me maintain it.
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