The Love Journey of Lakshmi
Many times I am watching videos on different platforms on social media.
If you are reading my stories, I think you would know by now.
Not to make you feel bad, just that it is something you could be knowing from my stories.
It is also not about the videos, nor me writing and putting my opinion and expression over it.
I think this year is my 10th anniversary of practicing yoga.
It is not something that is coming of age, or perhaps it is exactly just that.
When it comes to love.
Age is really a thing.
Struck by a virus, that has led me to stay in bed.
If I count back, it must already be a month.
The virus.
The bounding to my bed, just a few days.
All for purpose, is what I know.
Not the purpose itself. The virus.
It was a short reel I watched on Facebook.
However I wanted to share the content on Instagram on my feed.
So I looked up the same person on this other social platform.
There I found even more content that just made me laugh.
I was sick all day already and mainly had been sleeping.
It was a bit of a sunny day.
One of those days it was lucky that the sun was still shining in the late afternoon.
We were sitting out of the wind and that gave us almost a summer feeling.
Although it was still winter.
We were sitting on a bench, in a park.
However there was a busy street closeby, where cars were passing by.
We already had to stop our conversation several times from the sirens of ambulances.
Perhaps it was for a reason we needed to stop talking, just for a short while.
There was a lot we talked about.
Lately my mind goes to what kind of love I am attracting.
I spoke about this before in my story ‘law of attraction’.
As I already expressed that I do not want any interference, because that is a path I am walking.
Not only for my own protection.
It is that I am thinking about what kind of love is out there, that could be for me.
A connection that is good for our health and being.
The law of attraction is all about making the right order.
You wouldn’t say, but I am a heartbreaker.
Whatever had happened, I still can’t fully grasp.
I received a text.
From him.
I broke it off with him, just a few weeks ago.
Again.
This was the third time already.
I must have been 25, or something.
I had booked a flight, with one destination.
Bangkok, Thailand.
A few days before leaving I had looked online, maybe it was even the day before.
There was a hostel in an area that I liked, but I didn’t book anything.
I went on that flight, not knowing where I would sleep that night.
I was thinking about marriage and what that really means.
I have met some people, that carry on their finger a ring.
As I have thought about the foundation of love.
Just one of my stories.
I was thinking what can happen when it comes to marriage.
Better to say of how it happens to get married in the first place.
So many ways of reaching that destination, perhaps even a goal of life for some.