Earlier
this month, I wrote about the fact that I took off the kara-type bracelet I’ve
been wearing for the last year. It just
felt right to let go of it after it being around my wrist for almost twelve
months. I officially took it off a week
ago today! This morning, I locked myself
out of my apartment again. Please don’t
laugh! Okay, go ahead. I laughed too. And swore really loudly. At least I had my tea and my phone with
me. Ghost’s key is still sitting where I
left it Thursday, so I knew that there was no way I was going to get in. Called Rubin, who dashed over from Clifton to
let me in, chuckling all the while. Who
fucking locks herself out of her apartment TWICE in one week? Obviously, I have a lot on my mind right now.
So
Rubin let me in, and then stood in my kitchen for a minute, stoic and
silent. He reached into his pocket and
pulled out a kara direct from India for me!
“Here, hold out you hand,” he said, not having to tell me to offer my
right hand. I did and he pushed the kara
over my hand and onto my wrist. Karas
are made of steel, and once they’re put on, they’re not intended to be taken
off.
How
apropos that he offered me this commitment at the end of week where I’ve locked
myself out twice. To me, it speaks to
the commitment I’ve made (and continue to make) to myself to nourish my
soul. That is, to seek out moments and
individuals that help me to grow, nourish my soul, and fulfill me. This kara, this lovely gift from Rubin will
forever be a reminder of these things for me.
Also, a
forever reminder to check for my fucking keys before I leave the house!
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