The wandering soul of the dragonfly monk

The many “other women” who now have become part of who I am. This post is dedicated to you! (* I always have been someone who would pour my heart, soul and tears onto paper as the ink in my pen articulates my feelings into words. Most of my writings have not been as direct, but this one is dedicated to the ‘other women’. I have gone through many “other women” to the point that I no longer consider them as the “other” but as just another woman who has a soul and has loved, and people like me got hurt in the process…such is life and for the experiences I had gone through has made me…me) “…When the ‘other’ is no longer the ‘other’, and its you who has now become the ‘other’, and the ‘other’ has become the one…” I have wondered and wandered. Yes I have…I ask myself why do people fall out of love, why do people not make it work- has our world become so ‘lazy’ and simply ‘comfortable’ that we no longer give a damn to what truly matters? I also ask myself why is it wh...

I have fallen in love…with a woman (…Well actually a few women) Yes I have fallen in love with a woman, well actually more than one woman and it has been like this for some time. In many ways, these women that I love so dearly (and some who have come into my life so recently) have in some way influenced and helped me be a better person (or be an amazing fairy or a mushroom or ‘Columbus’- as these are some names given to me by my crazies). They entered my life (or I entered theirs) and continued to bless it with so many beautiful memories and experiences. They have continued to shower me with so much love and appreciation for life that I can’t seem to imagine life without them. I love because of their love for me…I love “love” because of them I have fallen in love with these women: Ma- you see this woman here is the love of my life. She is my strength; it’s because of her experiences, love and strength that has made me who I am today.   I get my attitude f...

Ohhhh what’s cooking??!!! It was like eating rich chocolate cake layered with delicious cream and chipped chocolate, or perhaps it was almost like that warm lemon cake baked by my dear friend and some dreamed up lemon curd or some cream…oh… maybe it was like that stir fried lemon sesame seed eggplant ‘specially prepared by my other dear friend who despises eggplant itself, but you see... it is so delicious, that becomes a craving, that only more of that particular dish/baking is all that satisfies it and is the only answer to that craving… Caramelised with some sweet sweet lovin’ and a touch of cinnamon kisses and she got me hooked… She got me hooked by the ‘feast’ she had prepared of the mind, she had me ‘cooked’ at that smile that heated up the soul, and she had me all ‘moist’ just like that chocolate ganache. She got me hooked in the concoction she had stirred within my soul, but also got me pouring with sugar added to the ‘jar of lemonade’ I have come to c...