Recently I saw this quote and quickly jotted it down:
“We are predictions of what we’ll likely come to be. Living selves don’t exist firmly in the present.”
Whether awake or asleep, my dreams have always spoken to me. I use them as portals: where the metaphysical meets the physical, a place where my Punjabi ancestors and I connect, and moments for learning. IRL, I channel that magical energy into everyday lessons and affirmations that we all need as fuel.
I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about duality; the juxtaposition between the microcosm and macrocosm, the discipline and patience required in process.
As I learn to accept all of the congruent parts of me—the dualities of being Indian and English / a woman with masculine energy / the bi-product of my ancestors (past and future), I’m finding ways to merge where I’m from with who I am.
And why tumblr?
‘Coz it’s another portal for connection, a duality in and of itself in the Internet era and still cool af imo.
This is Sleepwa[l]king to me.
A script of dialogue and spells that serves as a portal between myself and my desired ancestor—late Indian artist, Amrita Sher-Gil.
