What Are You?
“This is one of your best books, if not the best,” said my husband about my recent publication, “Unblock Your Creative Flow: 12 Months of Mindfulness for Writers and Artists.” Then he added, “You were not always mindful! Were you?” Good that he had complimented me before asking this question.
Seriously, I was not. The seed of mindfulness was sown when I was in my early 30’s. Since then I have learned to be mindful in spurts.
What was I before I became mindful, self-aware and attentive?
Before I was mindful I lived a fragmented life, similar to Dorothy in the book Wizard of Oz by L. Frank Baum. Carefree Madhu’s body skipping on the yellow brick road, her mind, heart and boldness skipping along her as the scarecrow, the tinman and the lion respectively. I was clueless about the fact that I had access to a thoughtful mind, a bleeding heart and lion’s courage. I was unaware of their existence and the way to coalesce my scattered selves within me.
To be continued.