No, I don’t really know who I am. Some people say I am a human being. Yet, at times I can see my self as a human smiling or crying or eating or running. Sometimes I even wonder if I am human.
At times I am a muse. Another I am a catalyst. For some, I am a love guru. But no, I am not a motivator because people don’t need motivating. People need only love. So, maybe I am a lover.
People have called me Tinkerbell, Alice from Wonderland, Dorothy walking down the Yellow Brick Road. Maybe I am just a cartoon character, one of the Power Puff Girls (Yes, I’m the cute green one by the name of Buttercup). But if I can fly around spread magic dusts, create wonders, wear fun ruby studded shoes, fight crime in cute outfit and save the world, I cannot complain.
Sometimes I am also the sweet Annabelle Vandersloop. Another, I am the fun Ibiza Barcelona. For some, I am the sexy Caramel Apple Fox. Ah, please meet my alter-egos who speak English with different accents. Yes, I do not just have one. Why do you have to be one or another? You can be whatever you want at anytime you want it. I just have fun while doing it.
And yes, I do carry one cute little LAMB wherever I go. I carry a bit of Love, a hint of Art, a tad of Magic and lots of Bliss. But please don’t call me Mary, because Mary also has her own little lamb.
I cannot truly differentiate my dream and my reality. If this life is a dream, please don’t wake me up. And if this dream is reality, I’m glad I dream a lot. And just like a dream it has surreal stories. Stories of love, conquers, beauty and even horrors. Yet together, they make one fine story to tell. I am my own fairy tale.
“Are you for real?” You may ask. I don’t know. Is anything in this world real or just a mere illusion? I will be whatever you see me be. I will be as real as you want me to be. But can you take real-ity at its most honest? Don’t ask questions if you’re not ready for the answers. But keep asking questions and be open for whatever may come.
“What do you do again?” You’d ask me again. What don’t I do? By that, do you want to know how I make money, spend most of my time doing, make a living or create my life? Please be specific.
And as per Mary Poppins say eloquently “I don’t explain things.” So, it’s probably better not to try to even begin to understand me. But be understanding. Be open. In the world of magic, one doesn’t try to understand everything. You’ll lose all element of fun when you know the answer for everything. Instead, become part of the magic. Step into the unknown and embrace the element of surprise. And btw, Mary Poppins does not have a little lamb.
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious! Is it a verb, a noun, an adjective? Who cares! If you can sing it, dance it and it makes you smile, it is enough.