Heavenly Bodies / Magic Missile

Heavenly Bodies

"Three little bodies, three big lights"

The three daughters, the 3 stars that I hand plucked from the sky's abundant star-fruit tree.  I selected them because of the way they caught my attention from way down here.  They were pink and gold, warm and soft, shiny and new, and they had texture to them.  When I reached up and felt, I sensed a pulsation in my palms and so I wrapped my fingers around the beats to drink in the life source.  And then I pulled.  Down they came.   

They are my vibes.  Their star-like pulsations reside in my core.  Living outside and separate from my body - they dance around their own large moons.  

I am the earth.

Magic Missile

When the kids are not with me for a stretch of time, I have this ability of turning into my own missile - a heat seeking weapon of mass destruction.  You wouldn't know it by looking at me, all small and nimble and girly.  Not at all.  Why I am my father's daughter - but with a twist.

Stuck in the Innertube

Ah summer of 2013.  The sunniest July on record in Vancouver.  My family is observing Ramadan and I am practicing the art of chillling out.  Giving my soul some peace and quiet.  Letting the Vitamin D do it's thing.
The girls and I have been quality timing and we have so many stories to share.  Layla is in preschool through the summer which I count as respite.

The girls and I picked up cousin Zakir and headed to an outdoor pool here in Richmond for some splish splashy fun.  Maya and Sabrina were too excited about me coming with them to this pool and I can see why.  It is a great size pool with a couple of fun waterslides.

In the pool we got and down the slides they went.  I watched and then an empty innertube bumped into me.  Well hello innertube, let me climb on in.   I shimmied my tooshie in the tube and proceeded to make the rest of me comfy as I oversaw my young posse.

Sun was beating down on me,  there was this lovely breeze coming through fanning me comfortably and I was happily bobbing my way into serious chill out mode.  I was care free and completely unbothered.

The kids decided it was time to get out for a quick snack (pakoras which Z's lovely and kind Dadi (grandma) packed for us - picnic pakoras why not!!).  Sure thing kids, I'm right behind you.

Sure enough.  My bottom was stuck.  Stuck in the innertube.  So stuck that the hot plastic molded itself around my lower parts that there was no graceful way of me removing myself.  By this time, there are lots of men women and children in the pool.  And of course, I did come wearing my mascara and my hair couldn't get wet.  Nope, it was not a hair getting wet pool day.  Not in the plans, so I couldn't even make a flip into the pool to detach the tube from my tush.

Kids are chowing down on sushi and pakoras watching me as I float and wave.  "hellooooo kids, I'm here, I can see you!"  Floating and waving.  I decided that the only thing for me to do right at this moment was to succumb to the stuck and ride the waterslide waves.  I put my head back, sunglasses on and lounged.  All gooooood.  The only thing missing was an umbrella drink - which I requested from the cute boy / lifeguard.... of course - it IS me.

I came to my senses with Maya saying "um Mommy, EVERYONE is watching you sleep on the innertube. We've eaten all the pakoras, because like you say "you snooze you lose".  And your randomly bumping into strange people Mommy and they're trying to ignore you  while pushing you away from them and their children.  It's a little strange".

All the while Zakir and Sabrina ignore me and go to the deep end of the pool together.  Whatever Maya.  Whatever.  Crazy innertube.