I’m too old to be confined to narrow-minded thinking, such as being too old or young to do anything! Life is freaking limitless unless you place limits on yourself! I challenge everyone to dream, love and imagine outside the box! Set the world on fire with your inspiration, motivation, and drive! Dream brighter, sparkle more! Smell the coffee! Eat that freakin’ donut! Hold hands! Dance in the rain! Inspire people with your voice! Be heard! You are too freaking old to be told you can’t do anything you dream of!! Imagine your world colored in all the colors you imagined and loved by the person you love!! Be vibrant! Share your sparkle!
If there was a biography about you, what would the title be?
Okay ladies and gents starting tomorrow , Sunday, February 12 through Saturday, February 18, 2023 is random acts of kindness week!!!’ Friday, February 17, 2023 is random acts of kindness day! So it’s a tall request I know but we have a big community here!
What would my biography include well…I want to remembered for walking gently, loving deeply and sparkling! I want to travel, breathe deeply soaking it all in! I want to wake up and smell the morning and inhale the flavors of every memory! I want to travel! Hug more trees!
If you can shower the world with your random acts! You are all my sweet angels so consider this a giant hug from me to you! Let’s get funky and get random! #sparkle #travel #historymysteries
If you had the power to change one law, what would it be and why?
If I had the power to change one law, I would make it immediately possible for my husband to be with me in America! I hate that I must defend and define all the ways I love him! I don’t think anyone outside of the two of us gets to determine what is real and what is not! Considering that everyday all-day we spend our days together, we listen to each other and share our dreams. I don’t think anyone gets to spend every early morning with me from 1 am to 4 am (sometimes later, don’t tell amma and aboo). He is magical. So if I could change any law, it would be the ability to make America where his zip code is, and the 1 am to 4 am conversations part of the what is my favorite candy options! #historymysteris #chaseyoursparkle #travel #kindnessmatters #sparkle
Why choose just one! My favorite candy is …life! Exploring, traveling, nature! I love to got lost in words and watched the words dance in my head! I love the smell of coffee and the warmth of it between my hands. I love the smell of a freshly washed blanket warm and toasty upon my skin! I love when my husband makes me try new foods just so he can watch me turn fifty shades of pink and red! I love it when my husband smiles and laughs and gives me his sweet and adorable gangster face! So when you ask what is my favorite candy. I say the candy part is optional. It’s all sweetness! #chaseyoursparkle #kindnessmatters #historymysteries #sparkle #travel
Oppugn– (15th Century French) I began to oppugn his moral character! Thismeans to question the validity or truth.
Biophilia. (Latin) I resonate with biophilia! One race, one earth, one shot! Means love or empathy to be closely associated with nature and all living things!
Cathexis. (20th Century Greek) The stalker was cathexis on his victim! This means the concentration of energy on a person, idea, or object. Can develop into unhealthy concentrations.
Dorodango. (Japanese) The art form of earth and water formed into tiny spheres.
Dorky. My dorky, dorky wife! Means foolishly stupid and clueless.
So you have heard me say it literally a thousand times or more. I love words, literally. I love how they dance inside my head and come out in these ornate, poetic declarations! I wanted to be able to learn Urdu as Umair, and I began our journey as he stated he wanted to better understand English. I told him I was writing all the words he was teaching me, and I kept a journal. His language is so beautiful and expressive. I also wanted to be able to communicate with my new family. So these words are in my head, in my journal, in my phone, and, as random as it sounds, often written down on whatever scrap of paper I can get my hands on when the lessons begin. I love words, and I love people. I profoundly love my family on this side and on that side! I am tired of people hating and I am tired of people declaring they are the all-knowing judge of what is or is not REAL! I despise haters! I dream of a world where people are loving and kind, less judgy, and way more sparkly! I have my own two cents version and I will offer it whether you want to hear it or not! We get one earth, one shot and none of us get out of this alive. So be a little kinder, dream a little louder, love a lot longer and harder, and if you get the chance leap! #Sparkle #KindnessMatters #historymysteries #teamumairs #needabreak
amma– means mom, mommy
aboo– means dad, daddy
ba-han – means sister
bahi – means brother
khota– means donkey ( I am spelling mostly phonetically in Urdu, so you might also learn a little.)
chapell– means sandal
Tiegen– means ok
Rotay – means to cry
Tum Umair drama karday oscar grande – means little inside joke, the husband is a massive drama king, and the translation is “You Umair, massive drama king, you get the big Oscar!”
Ma!– means I am or me
Ungrais – means English, British, Canadian or American
Parte – means to study
Roti– means bread
Kutcheny – means nothing
Ja’Hal – means lazy
Tumhaari bouhat yaad aa rahi ha Umair -means I am missing you a lot Umair
Mi hermosa hombre Umair– means my beautiful man Umair! To which Umair will say am I a girly man Lynn! (he he! He is still beautiful)
Mon bel homme Umair– means my handsome man Umair (is that better?)
Tu eres mi Umair– means you are my Umair
Tu luna y mis estrellas Umair – means you are my moon and stars
Vos etes mon soliel et la luna et mes etoiles– means you are my sun, moon and stars
Mein aapse muhabat karti hoon Umair ( I love you) & Main aapse pyaar karti hu, (also I love you) both denote that I am a female speaking it. Aapki bahut yaad aa rahi hai (I miss you)
I think you will absolutely agree that Urdu is a language where the words dance a dance entirely their own, and I am forever captivated! Of course, Umair has also taught me the cuss words which I am not allowed to write, and if I speak them, he has urged me be ready to run!
Other languages also intrigue me, as does learning and history. You can find me on any day out exploring words and more. As always, there is so much to every story! Every story! Find it! Be sure to reach out and share with me what you uncover. #historymysteries
میں تم سے پیار کرتا ہوں ٹینک ہمیشہ کے لیے, آپ کے نیلے کبھی سرمئی سبز آنکھوں والے شیطان سے
As per the usual course of whimsical words, as they beckon to me!
I love that my prince reached out across countries, continents, and oceans to love me gently and deeply. Every single word is written for you my air!
It’s late, and I should be sleeping My eyes are heavy I scream for sleep, but it won’t let me in, The words of our love story call out to me Urging Shouting Calling out Your name…. my air Your name … my air Your name … my air Your name is written on my soul “Umair” I ache for every second where you and I connect and I shatter into billions of brilliant fragments and you and I collide In each of those moments, you, my baby, set my soul on fire With the most profound sexual intensity that only deepens and sweetens every day but you and I are so much more I long to linger sweetly, drinking all of you in my hands in yours, connected feel your arms surround me sheltered surrounded and loved where you and I share the same space and time I want to kiss and touch your lips deeply a tender, beautiful sweet lingering embrace the same way we make love with an aching and need that rattles me In the deepest and dearest way You are my most perfect love story And I love the way you love me Listen to the sounds of our love story and feel all of the ways I give myself to you I offer you beyond eternity
PS no naked porn from me… it’s word porn, baby written exclusively for you. That’s my jam!
My blog material discusses difficult, beautiful, passionate, and profound moments as they have been experienced by me. Therefore, full disclosure, if you are under age 17 you should probably not be perusing a love story written across the sands of time and obviously across a few continents, add a freaking ocean, and well ya! There is all that! While I appreciate the love, wait a few years and then come back and just know that your personal version of perfection albeit a Chemical Christian Grey, Mr. Darcy, Jack Nicholson! Never stop hoping because they freaking exist! Have the courage to wait for them to walk into your life and set your world on a tilt a whirl. For mo aer, thank you baby for every profound, deeply moving inspiration you have driven home in the sweetest, deepest, most profound, and deeply intoxicating way!!
For mine, “Tá grá agam duit, mo aer!” The Gaelic meaning behind these beautiful words is I have love for you! As a self-professed dreamer and hopeless romantic always on a quest inspired by a love that captivates my soul. I am forever inspired to dream, reach within, and believe, and deeply grateful for my bit of magic that allows me to write our story for anyone who cares to see! This poem is delightfully dedicated to every dreamer. If you ever get the chance for magical, wonderful, stolen moments … leap! You won’t be sorry you did, hopefully on the edge of tomorrow your magic waits!
“MINE”
The wind whispers softly… it echoes out your name…
I gently move through the motions of the day, trying to remember … trying to forget…
Haunted by a moment that I want to linger in for all of my days…
The gentleness of our own storm
And I surrendered to my own…
I realized in a moment stolen by two lovers… my heart was no longer my own…
My heart beats loudly… thundering … crashing… pounding out your name…
I wander…. lost…. a captive to the night…. a love-bound slave…
You have branded my soul…
The rain patters softly… in a rhythmic dance all its own…
Reminding me of you… your body… your hands…
I ache to feel your touch… feel you close to me…
Thunder crashes loudly…. lightning flashes illuminates the sky…
Your name is written across the stars… your name haunts me…
I wander… lost… a captive slave… longing for the touch of my lover’s embrace…
There in that moment I no longer fight… surrendering…
So many people are hell-bent on destroying each other in a self-professed “I’m better than you, damn it” dash wondering who will reach the finish line first
Self-inflated ego race in the who and what can break you better and faster competition
Lived a shy and quiet girl
A magical creation, a mystical man, perhaps of her own making, filled her days and nights with the most profound longing
but what if he did not exist except in the magic of the place she created
she stays, breathing his heart in, and lingers longer to touch the sweetness in his face, the earth-shattering love that beams from deep behind his smile, a tenderness from his eyes that scoop me up and cover me in his love
my heart beats loudly
Can the entire world hear it pound?
Waiting, hoping, and praying he might step out of the shadows
and protect her and love her in the gentlest, and most beautiful ways
Content, capable, and eager to find a peaceful place and her own gentle groove
A place where kindness matters and tenderness and compassion mean so much more than inflicting hurt and pain
And then, out of the melody of all my dreams
stepped out the other half of who I’m meant to be, out stepped my prince to save me
he is my all and my everything, he is passionate and profound, gentle and tender all in every minute, he simply takes my breath away
He is my rain
He is my stars
He is the sweetest kiss sent from the caress of a breeze
he is the whisper of the wind
He is soft; tender rays of sunlight that softly dance across my face
he is the goosebumps that pirouette across my skin
My sweet prince who fills my days and nights with the most profound and intense longing I have ever known
Desire and longing emerge from the depths of my soul
He is all the parts of me that were missing and incomplete
I long for the space where I can peacefully exist with the man who sets my entire world on fire and fills my heart with love so profound
I want to linger in the space and time that is ours alone
Where the world can tear itself to shreds in a cataclysmic destruction
I long for brighter days where people love and are loved despite all the hurt, anger, and pain the world is only too eager to express
Where each being might peacefully exist
where people are not defined by countries or the color of their skin but by the depth of their souls
Where glitter, sparkle, daydreams, and magic can exist
Where my hand clasped firmly by “my air!” His arms surround me in the most profound and most loving embrace
He reaches out, caressing my soul without ever touching my skin, my heart and my entire being long to nuzzle in the comfort of his chest that is mine alone,
We will conquer our dreams and set fire to our days and nights! An earth-shattering love storm that can cross any space, time, and distance. Profoundly setting me free,
I will carry this love that consumes my heart and world
Burned by a love that sets my soul on fire and, treasuring this love for the rest of my days
Every speck of time in the hourglass of love we have shared is the sweetest love story. From out of this world he has freaking blown my mind away! I choose to honor this love and each of the dreams and memories we share!
I choose to sparkle, glitter, and glow and surround myself in all of the breathtaking beauty nestled among a forest colored all the shades of love in space and time where my lover reaches out to me!
Forest of Words 