Sowmya Hiremat

2023 would be a year beyond belief. I had a feeling of this even before 2022 started. And just like my premonition not even a week into the year two extreme life events have come to pass… each on the opposite end of the emotional spectrum. 

One extremely heart breaking and the other extremely ecstatic. There is no bigger proof that such is life. I accept her as she presents herself in this moment. I welcome all of her no matter how she flows. My only purpose will be to ensure I am not in the way of her flow no matter of how her surge feels on my heart and human experience… for she possesses a wisdom my human being can barely fathom.

As I mourn the passing over of my father, my first book of poems is being printed. I will share more details as the days unfold. I am greatful for this gift of life. Keep me company in this journey, will you?It’s been the light, it’s been the love, it’s been the hand that’s held me like the warm sun on a winter morning. This path has led me to my purpose. This journey has led me home. 

And now I share with you my joy of finding my way back. There is grief for what was lost on my way here, pain that sits in the void it has created. But I wouldn’t trade it for anything in this world for it is in the very shape of all that I love.

Waddling Words - my first book seeks home in your hearts. Welcome it with love ❤️