Once upon a time, dark, cloudy weather cozied me. Drizzle packed with heavy thunderstorms — almost dozed me off.
I thought to enjoy with a cup of hot black coffee, yet my fingers weren't able to get free from keyboard. Some birds kept flying close near me. Demanded my attention.
Anyways, I finally took chance to look upon the sky — only to find a beautiful bird greeted me while flying happily. Awe too lovely! I couldn't get any better than these.
I bet there is nothing works well instead of bird songs, as they're shrieking, they're calling each other. They seemed excited about life, as I did too. I came closer and called them "hi darling" — they loved it so much. 😍
September has its way to reminisce me of past life. The song "Past Lives" rings my mind right now.
Past lives couldn't ever come between us...
Sometimes the dreamers finally wake up...
Don't wake me, I'm not dreaming...
Don't wake me, I'm not dreaming...
Pssst, don't tell me you're not feeling September too!
Don't wake me I'm not dreaming — exactly what I feel walking through this month. September has waxed and waned me in la la land.
So, are you willing to take further walk with me in my personal memoir?
"Wake Me Up When September Ends"
A song by Green Day unexpectedly has fascinated me through walking the month of September — a month full of mystery.
A radio station once played it while ostensibly I wasn't truly listening. I was writing in my room. Yet, the lyrics remained. Searching for what I remembered, I found a heartwarming song — an alarm to pause and flash back — while still deeply locked away in the quietest room.
September feels like a dark secret that had never been exposed. A golden threshold betwixt the old me and the new me.
My New Self Emerges — Like The Phoenix Rising From The Ashes
A radio station once played it while ostensibly I wasn't truly listening. I was writing in my room. Yet, the lyrics remained. Searching for what I remembered, I found a heartwarming song — an alarm to pause and flash back — while still deeply locked away in the quietest room.
September feels like a dark secret that had never been exposed. A golden threshold betwixt the old me and the new me.
My New Self Emerges — Like The Phoenix Rising From The Ashes
A perfect mythology from the ancient Greek — The Phoenix Rising From The Ashes — a bird that is burnt by flame only to find its reborn from its own ashes.
Not spooky nor magic, Phoenix teaches everyone to rise from the death. The death of an illusion. The death of an old identity.
A life that doesn't resonate to me has finally ended — a time for fully beginning — a life that tunes with all aspects of me. A divine timing has arrived — to let go the old me and emerge the new me.
I burnt my old self like Phoenix did, metaphorically. I left my past life that was not only about memories — but about an identity that no longer resonates.
The old life seems foreign. Photographs, diaries, everything about me makes no sense these days. With the fiery red flame, I burnt those memories like they have never been in my life.
🤍 As I End This Chapter, I Welcome The New Nisa!
I have to admit — I have been amazed by September.
I'm speaking to myself: "You have successfully completed all necessary chapters of your life. Get ready to have a new exciting book on hand — ready to be written now."
As the chapter closes:
Goodbye to who I was.
Hello to who I am.
I'm going to take the long road.
To be continued...
Not spooky nor magic, Phoenix teaches everyone to rise from the death. The death of an illusion. The death of an old identity.
A life that doesn't resonate to me has finally ended — a time for fully beginning — a life that tunes with all aspects of me. A divine timing has arrived — to let go the old me and emerge the new me.
I burnt my old self like Phoenix did, metaphorically. I left my past life that was not only about memories — but about an identity that no longer resonates.
The old life seems foreign. Photographs, diaries, everything about me makes no sense these days. With the fiery red flame, I burnt those memories like they have never been in my life.
🤍 As I End This Chapter, I Welcome The New Nisa!
I have to admit — I have been amazed by September.
I'm speaking to myself: "You have successfully completed all necessary chapters of your life. Get ready to have a new exciting book on hand — ready to be written now."
As the chapter closes:
Goodbye to who I was.
Hello to who I am.
I'm going to take the long road.
To be continued...
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