OF DIFFERENT GALAXIES

#Prompt4

A Shout-out and Appreciation post to someone who helped me as a creator.

The Universe doesn't at all work in mysterious ways. It works exactly as it was meant to roll out for me. The riptides of 2025 were all engulfing. But fighting a losing battle was never an option. I had to surface tearing through it all. SM had taken a laid-back seat with me lounging in the tangible priorities I had to tackle in the 3D world.

Instagram had been a secondary preference even otherwise with FB taking the front row of all time whenever I was regular on social media.

Insta was a tool--totally non existent for years to come except for a couple of times since creating it but in August I opened this long forgotten wardrobe and found some unexpected treasures in there. Here was a creator who delivered dynamically in her audience interaction. And sensibly with great clarity as well. A nonsense, a non-controversial and someone who didn't whine and howl in a perceived victim mode. Just the tonic I needed to get out of the blues.

There came a day when hate comments rained blows on her from people who had nothing better to do than create a nuisance of themselves. This spirited girl took on every single one of them with a hot blooded fervour that made them slink away-- like most cowards do.

Two things:

I went completely out of my silent watcher avatar. My maternal instincts had kicked in for this very young influencer who is around Babylou's age.

DMs from me to anyone are very scarce and very much so this year, but I wrote a lengthy one to her in solidarity. I hadn't expected a response from someone unknown, exclusively popular and one who got hundreds of fan mail or otherwise. Given the heated exchanges on her profile just minutes back, I thought she would take time off or shut down DMs. Holy Moly! She replied within minutes!

And then started a series of conversational texts -- some which yanked me from the dregs and some which brightened her grey skies after reading my long winded blabbing.

In a month or two, I took a step back cutting short this connection. There's a quiet beauty in fading away before an equation runs its course. That was a season when we both needed each other to surface and revive ourselves. The Universe had paired us and the purpose was served. She's back on her feet-- fiery and feisty as ever and in turn she has put the bounce back in my feet.

A creator in her, who I came to know is also a writer, widely read and with a highly educated background we had a lot of common ground--- in addition to a shared outlook on spirituality too.

Some connections are best left as a sweet memory and I always, always, always trim it down just enough to say--"It was good while it lasted." And that's exactly what it was.

Thank you, N 💜

Some snippets from her heart warming DMs:

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