You Look Familiar, Have We Met Before?
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Once in a while, our path in life comes across a momentary familiarity.
We encounter someone in our imagination, in our dreams or field of thoughts. We always wonder if this someone could ever exist in real life. Then serendipitously, as we silently follow our desires and intuition, the someone appears in life in the form of another human being.
For me, in that moment, in the very day, hour and minute, I see delight, I become numinous.
My smile whispers, “Yes, wow, such a person does exist!”
I can sense a familiarity in the presence of this person. He feels like the familiar sound of the waves on the beach. The predictable tempo as the water moves in and out of the shore.
So we begin to talk, and as I listen, I become certain he is the someone who lived in my imagination…
He has traveled all around the world, living unchained and adventurously, and can share the most amazing stories.
He reads about history, art and culture. He is independent and doesn’t feel the need to cling on to others all the time to feel alive, relevant and happy.
He is focused, ambitious and has a sense of direction in life.
He is warm, affectionate and cares about his family.
He is different in many ways, and defines his life by his own standards, not by a flock of masses.
He likes to be alone and by himself sometimes, and he will allow people in his circle to do the same too.
He has a heightened sense of intuition, broadened by his extensive travel and artistic expressions.
He is remarkably creative, and he nurtures it every day when he curates music and sounds.
He designs and crafts life in all its forms, whether it’s his own anatomy, his artistic creation, or his house.
He is unattached, unpredictable, and full of surprises.
He too wants the globe to be his home, because one single place is too small and limiting.
For him too, traveling across continents is as simple as going to the supermarket in the next block.
For him too, pushing his limits and boundaries is part of life’s pursuit and satisfaction.
“Yes, such a character does exist in real life, and not just in my imagination,” again my smile whispers in giggles.
I have met this person, vividly, in another plane or dimension. I have had long conversations with him. The things he says now are echoes of what we spoke about during those long conversations, in my imagination.
Everything about this character, and especially the channel that talks through his eyes, is distinctly familiar.
I become numinous again, and I can’t help but smile as he percolates my soul with just being real, being a living existence, and not just an imagination.
I could give him infinite hugs and it wouldn’t be enough to express my joy of his being.
And my smile radiates whispers Om, Hu, and other unheard alchemy of sounds.
Overwhelmed and excited, I start writing down a bucket list. There is so much I want to say, I want to hear, and I want to explore with you.
Tomorrow, no, why tomorrow, right this very minute, let’s get on a plane and head to a random city and explore it together. Let’s not waste any more time.
This momentary familiarity, who knows when it will vanish? Let’s make the most of it now, while it lasts.
Mountains, beaches, museums, galleries, concerts… in a bedroom, on a sofa, on the desert sand, on a plane, train, boat, on the Yoga mat, in the gym… wherever and whenever. Let’s not waste any more time. The time is now, the time for this momentary familiarity.
If you let me, I want to slide into your very being, swim and float inside it, unearth the deepest of thoughts and emotions, dark and light. If you let me, I will express myself through you while I venture in your very being.
If we let each other, if we take the rein of time and egos in our hands, we can create something together and we will inspire one another to do remarkable things because we can.
Who knows, this momentary familiarity has endless possibilities and potential. The time is now, to explore all it can be and do.
But is this a projection of my imagination, of my desires, of me longing for this someone to be alive? How can I be sure I am entertaining hope and not a figment of my imagination? This momentary familiarity is starting to confuse me. Is this what it is, what I hope it to be, or what I fear it to be?
Can I trust this momentary familiarity to lead me down the right road when I take his hand?
Is hope lost, and is fear stepping in?
I understand that conventional wisdom is not conventional or wise. I realize that although he disappears behind his own fenced world of guarded walls, feelings and thoughts, he is very warm, passionate, expressive… and even lonely. I understand patience is my companion with him.
But what I don’t understand is how this momentary familiarity can be so beautiful and burdensome at the same time. How temporary and timeless it is at the same time. How light and heavy it is at the same time. How hot and cold. How brave and fearful. How loud and silent.
The thing with waves is that they come and go and the pace is almost never exactly the same. Sometimes they come silently, and at times they come in a form of tsunami. They are always momentary. They are simply familiar, in their momentary existence.
And so is he… the someone in my imagination, in this moment of time.
I am elevated. I hear the waves, I see my own reflection in them, and I feel it touch the shores of my being.
What a delight, this momentary familiarity — its playfulness, its possibility and the hope it brings with it.
And my smile continues to whisper secrets…
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Sara Mohammadi is a work in progress, learning to live light, travel light and be light. She is an Iranian based in Dubai, where she manages a non-profit for families. A grounded consultant with practical and material tendencies, Sara finds herself metamorphosing into a “to be determined” being, and in this process discovering a voice in writing. She is inspired every day by the words of Rumi and the infinite and unconditional love of her family.
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