By: Gabriela Yareliz
Guys, somehow, I survived the day without caffeine. Between the fighting upstairs, washing and blow drying my hair and finishing up Aisha (an entire Bollywood movie)— I went to bed at 2am. Yup. That movie started when I got in the shower and ended when my hair was fully dry. That just shows how long it takes to be a normal human when you have Rapunzel hair.
Stuff from my very productive day: I am excited to read this profile of Bobby Bones; I have had some random sitcom theme song stuck in my head for days, and I still don’t know what show it belongs to (driving me nuts); I listened to a doula talk about her work— and I smiled. No disrespect to doulas but I literally knew a Mexican woman with like 11 children who could practically pull them out of herself with assistance from her husband. Doula OG.
I am going to work out in a bit after my church Zoom call. Move your body!
Watching Aisha yesterday brought back memories. I expectedly found myself wanting to do a Dabur amla hair mask afterward— but watching this movie was different. It has been years since I last saw it, and I felt I saw it through different eyes. I finally understood the conversation between Aisha and her aunt. Aisha tells her aunt that she expects love to be a whirlwind and shake up all she knows, including herself. Then, her aunt wisely says that “love is not a tempest that will change worlds; it’s in the little touches of life.” I thought about how true that is. Love is evident in the small moments where you are shown that you are significant. The small moments where you share being fully present or become accomplices. The evidence of the greatest things is always found in what seems to be small. We become wise when we realize the small is the big.
GABRIELA YARELIZ 