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    Incomplete Maps
    Incomplete Maps
    Incomplete Maps
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    Incomplete Maps

    By Judy R. Sebastian

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    In Incomplete Maps, storyteller and self-care supporter Judy R. Sebastian shares valuable lessons on how to channel your inner strength, rebuild your self-esteem, and heal at your own pace. The collection of easy-to-digest yet eye-opening poetry is filled with enlightening messages. Coping with grief, challenging the norm, exploring sexuality, understanding spirituality, and recovering from trauma are some of them. 


    Incomplete Maps is an invitation to us travelers to explore where we are in the journey of life and understand why we are there. Some of us may have travel companions, while some of us may be traveling by ourselves. It is represented by five travel personas:
    The Explorer – for the ones who are on a path to self-development and growth.
    The Guide – for the ones who are leading others, and sometimes, themselves through the motions of change.
    The Pilgrim – for the ones who are on a spiritual journey to healing and happiness.
    The Pioneer – for the ones who are trying to overcome self-doubt, as they try new things and embrace transformation.
    The Settler – for the ones who are defining and redefining their identities, through their relationships with other people. 

     

    In Judy's words, "Welcome this book like you would a phone call from an old friend." Her debut collection of illustrations and poetry will spark your inner childlike curiosity. 

     

    • The glossy cover is a reminder that we are all connected, like the stars of the cosmos.
    • A thoughtful gift for those who are on the path to self-discovery, self-forgiveness, self-healing, and self-love.
    • A soulful book to accompany you on your travels.
    • An insightful conversation starter for when you're getting to know someone.
    • A wholesome read for those who felt a connection with authors like Rumi, Rabindranath Tagore, Kahlil Gibran, Rupi Kaur, Courtney Peppernell, Simon Sinek, and Brené Brown.

    Buy this book today so that you can embark on a beautiful and purpose-driven journey.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherAshoka Tree Publishing
    Release dateSep 20, 2021
    ISBN9781737711513
    Incomplete Maps
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    Judy R. Sebastian

    Judy R. Sebastian is a writer, speaker, and self-taught artist living in Oregon, United States. She is a Keralite (South Indian) who grew up in the Middle East and is a third culture individual. Her mixed heritage strongly influences her artistic expression. Judy’s career path is bifurcated, and she serves her community as a Biotechnologist, Organizational Culture Consultant, Writer, and Artist – in no specific order. Through her work, she explores important social themes such as personal identities, adult learning, trauma, recovery, inclusion, equity, mental health awareness, and human rights. Incomplete Maps is the debut collection of poetry written and illustrated by Judy R. Sebastian. She hopes to inspire other people to experience the joys of self-discovery, self-forgiveness, self-healing, and self-love. Connect with her on social media channels using @judyrsebastian

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      Incomplete Maps - Judy R. Sebastian

      Part 1 – The Explorer

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      The Rebirth Of The Tulip

      Dormant under the white powdery blanket.

      Waiting in silence. Waiting in patience.

      It’s quite dark. It’s terribly cold.

      It’s perplexing how it feels both new and old.

      Seasons change. The cold blanket melts.

      It quenches the appetite of the curious roots.

      Fighting the darkness. Fighting the dirt.

      The blind shoots break free from the cold earth.

      Behold the sun! Behold the sky!

      The sights. The sounds. A riot to the senses.

      This nascent bulb lightly smiles,

      We meet again. Gaze pensive.

      And in due time, it will outshine itself.

      It should come as no surprise.

      The child of the Tulip will soon grow,

      to be The Mother of the Tulip that will follow.

      Through the storms.

      Through the rains.

      Through the sunshine.

      Through the hail.

      Young Tulip lives many lives.

      Old Tulip dies many deaths.

      Somehow,

      each day feels anew.

      Each night, a jewel.

      Each moment is cherished with a grateful breath.

      Mother births Child.

      Child births Mother.

      The rebirth of the Tulip

      brings hope yonder.

      Preferred Noun

      11:57 PM.

      Three minutes before midnight

      was when they stopped calling him by his name.

      Instead, they referred to him as the body.

      The body; how dare they!

      Does a flatline determine,

      when men, women, and children,

      lose their identities,

      and become mere nameless bodies?

      Does a flatline crown a proper noun,

      into a common noun?

      Death,

      has already taken away so much from us.

      Must it take away his name as well?

      The White Crayon

      Twelve little crayons.

      Each, the same height.

      Each, a different color.

      None feeling forlorn.

      Twelve little crayons.

      Eager to work on

      lighting up someone’s life.

      Changing someone’s world.

      One little crayon

      feels invisible.

      It wants to hold on.

      It wants to believe that it is worthy and capable.

      One little crayon

      watches its friends shrink with age.

      Wonders what it did wrong,

      as it remains unchanged.

      One little crayon

      is struggling to hold on.

      It cannot understand,

      why being white means being invisible in this land.

      The White Crayon

      in silence, pities its plight.

      In anguish, envies its neighbors.

      In sadness, dreams of change.

      The White Crayon

      dreams of a bright future.

      It dreams of a future that will be fairer,

      to the future White Crayons, in the land of white paper.

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      The Oil And Water Dance

      Armchair experts. Vocal observers.

      Debaters. Myth busters. Finger pointers.

      Trolls.

      So many humans. Such little humanity.

      So many triggers. Such little tenacity.

      So many voices. Such little virtuosity.

      Online. Offline. Full-time. Part-time.

      Like Oil and Water, never blending.

      Constantly swirling, all day and night.

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      We Are In This Together

      We are in this together.

      Some say it more often than others.

      To cleanse their sins,

      and console themselves from within.

      "We are in this

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