Wind on the sand
Gathering gently
Singing sweetly…
Whistling winds…
Humming & howling
Desert dunes
Deep drones
Shifting sands
Slumping steep
Silver on silver
Gold on gold.
Savvy
Wind on sand
Category Archives: #adaptability
Water matters
Water water everywhereBut not a drop to drink! We are country overflowing with an abundance of rivers and blessed with the monsoon season. Yet the picture is grim. Rivers are tilting the balance, either in floods or in a draught. The changing weather conditions, the seasonal shifts, have created havoc on our agriculture. Common man’s […]
Water matters
Shaping the self
The past is clutching you
But choose to sculpt a new now
Shed your old skin
Unclasp the tags.
Yesterday may hold you captive
But choose to chisel on relentlessly
Bit by bit…
And free yourself from its vice like grip.
Your tommorow awaits in patience,
Trust, all is well in time.
Shape yourself into who you are.
Savvy Raj
(My verses in a flow, inspired by the image share that came my way.)
Wisdom of walking on…
To me walking has been synonymous with freedom, and I believe that it is one of the best ways to balance your mind and body every day. I have been enjoying this healthy activity pretty consistently. Walking is something people take for granted but with the right approach the act of walking can be a […]
Wisdom of walking on…
Preciousness Of Now
What’s different about you, after the storm ?
Are you hardened and toughened by it ?
Or are you more humane, compassionate and gentler as a human after the storm ?
It all depends on you
And how you choose to perceive it.
Perhaps the storm teaches you to steel the self
And create a self preservation shield from such experiences.
On the other hand it could make you more alive to life and the preciousness of now.
As you choose to live and love the life you have left than simply exist in the moments. ✨️
#Life Life Lovingly ❤️
This post actually was inspired by a comment from my dear friend on WordPress over the years and most of all, a truly empowered and brilliant author Maggie Watson.
Her comment made me stop and think of how much even a mention of the word,’ Storm’ can conjure up. And how much those who have survived it may be feeling … each of these bravehearts may have a different tale to tell.
Yet the truth is their heart beats to the preciousness of this now.
Savvy
Heartbeats
Storms rage and ravage
They lay waste the efforts
And destruct many a lives.
Yet they rise, only to fall
When the storm subsides
The world picks up the pieces
Of the then and now…
To build again in hope
That tommorow is another new day.
But storms that pass, often leave imprints;
Of traumas in those testing times
Of fear in the back of the mind.
They appear in dreams
Almost as if it is reality.
They create confusion in the sanest of times
But when the heart knows
That fear is just the mind
Playing its tricks again.
It becomes brave
And continues to beat stronger
And life dances to its beats…
For it has survived the storm.
Rest all is history 💙
Storms have a way of playing with our life even when they have long subsided.
The brewing storm in our thoughts and dreams may seem fearful yet they also bring perspective to empower ourselves.
I write these verses inspired by the reading the title and verses of this poem, this morning. Thank you 🙏 poeticmobility.
And the image here is from my Ai artwork collections, for I somehow feel it belongs here as well.
I leave a question here for you to reflect upon…
Every life has survived its own share of storms
Leaving much wisdom in the learnings behind.
What lesson has your heart learned after the storm?
Savvy Raj
River runs its course
A river runs its course
Shifting its shape
It meanders through
Yet is perseverant enough
In reaching the sea
Yet,all in its own time.
Its persistence legendary
In carved imprints
On rocks and stones
Making its way in the flow
A river is a transporter
That lifts and deposits
Nurturing ecosystems
Dedicated in purpose
To reach the sea.
Savvy
Unearthing The Self
Covered in the grime of life
Masked in the mire of living
Seasoned in the sands of time.
Life may seem meaningless,
Submerged in the shadows.
Yet trust time in its flow
As it unearths the Self.
In its own unique way
P.S
This poem flowed in a moment of silent contemplation…
I pose a question to you
Looking back at the layers
Life brought forth in time
Are there more, that are shielding you?
Or are there more that you want to wash away?
And more importantly…
Are you ready to unearth the Self?
I hope in reading these verses, it brings in a sense of pause and trust, wherever you are in your own unique journey of unearthing the self .
Savvy
Twilight
Twilight expresses the moment of change
In the most gentle of ways.
Change that allows
Change that accepts
Change that acknowledges…
that transition takes time.
It also holds moments of awe and wonder.
Yet change is rarely felt this way…
For change can be the difference
Between the dark and light
Of the night and day.
Humans are hardwired
To fear change in doubt and uncertainty
But change is the only constant.
However… humans are also wired in hope
To trust transitions of change is hopefulness
And hope is here to stay.
Savvy
On Blooming
Our thoughts need space to grow
Sitting in silence
Sensing stillness
Witnessing the dance within.
As the thoughts settle
From chaos to calm
Give time to your thoughts
Countless thoughts birth itself
Some that makes you smile
Some that carry other emotions
Your thoughts have a reason to be
Let them come and go
Like nature evolves in time
Thoughts have a life time too.
Think well… Life blooms.
On blooming
Cultivate in your children a thinking mind
Guide them to steer it to a thoughtful mind
Cultivate in your children a grateful heart
Guide them to deeds of goodwill.
Their development begins with you
But remember the bud that blossoms to a flower
Support their journey that unfolds itself …
As every flower unfurls in its own time
Trust life to bloom.
Savvy
The Plus Side.
Was reading an article today on how education today has become more and more transactional…and how it robs the learner of the critical thinking.
I share my musings…
When education is not a buisness
When learning is not about grades
When teaching is a passion than profession.
Where doubts, perspectives are welcomed
And not sidelined or ridiculed
When questions are not means to an end
Curiosity and wonder will find its purpose…
That I am fond of writing is nothing new after all these years of blogging and writing but as a child, I remember clearly when I was asked by a school teacher to read a famous poem and share its meaning in class I dared to share a new interpretation to it…that resonated with me.
The teacher then, was not open to a change of perspective… nor ready for a deep dive on why I saw it differently. She simply wanted to finish her work without deviation. I remember sitting down that day, without feedback.
But it didn’t stop me from wonder and writing…in fact I continued to write free verses in time till date.
I write this all, for I have shifted many schools in my childhood… as my father served in the Armed forces. I have seen upclose the good, bad and ugly side of schooling.
And the plus side is, it certainly has shaped me to be, adaptable and resilient as a person in time.
There is always the plus side…
What do you think ?
Savvy
Creating Resilience
Resilience is developed in time.
In every fall.
In every blow
In every painful experience.
The power rests with you to work on yourself.
Resilience is about nurturing what is beautiful within you,no matter, while battling the situation at hand.
Resilience is the art of appreacting the ordinary moments that you have with you.
Resilience is being able to smile from the heart, knowing your circumstances dont define you.
In your deepest breakdown there is a choice to emerge from it stronger.
While resilience is in learning from experiences and strengthening & refining the self for the better. Resilience is also about allowing life to happen…
Bending when necessary like a blade of grass without breaking like the mighty oak tree,
Resilience is creating yourself in such times without fear of the inevitable, for change is part of the flow of life.
Resilience means, you are very much present and it means you are evolving from your experiences for the better.
In times of being resilience
You become the master of your life.
You steer on in faith
no matter the rudder is way off.
Knowing you are meant to be, do all that you are ordained to.
Yet resilience m is not blind faith but a faith born out of inner self belief. In knowing that the road is yet to clear, you are ready for possibilities using the time to see options and new perspectives
You are like an artist creating something from what seems to be blank and formless. Yet resilience is full of potential.And in exercising this muscle of resilience results are awaiting you in trust & time.
Trust that this very resilience is in you and in me and it surfaces in our difficulties to tide us through in time.
What is resilience to you?
When did you last feel your need to exercise your resilience?
Do share your thoughts how you create and develop your resilience muscle.
Savvy Raj
The Gift Of Change
Savvy Raj
In the vortex of life
arrives the gift of changes;
the breaking of the bubbles,
Of long held beliefs,
Of false ego and resistance
Of fear that limits.
Like the wind that’s too fierce to contain…
Cleaning the cobwebs of confusion.
And life transforms for the better.
Savvy Raj
Every Decade Teaches
Every decade teaches …
At ten
Life is innocence
At twenty
Life is discovery
At thirty
Life is pursuit
At forty
Life is awareness
At fifty
Life is experiences
At sixty
Life is expansion
At seventy
Life is inclusion
At eighty
Life is rememberence
At ninety
Life is grace
At hundred & plus
Life is a testament
Of a lifetime lived.
Yet life is in this now…
Live life lovingly.
PS : A simple take on life so far, and in witnessing life & the living around me. I know life cannot be summed up in a word and there is much I want to add for every decade… moreover some words I have described may be experienced earlier or later.
So to each their own…
Savvy
The Human Connection
Writing & commenting
after a hiatus…
am seeing a sea change
as a reader of WordPress.
Perfect poems
Perfect lines,
perfect emotions
perfect comments…
almost to distraction.
All thanks to Ai.
Yet, I miss the human touch.
that errs and learns.
The typos, the misses
the spirit & the soul.
Dont you?
I was almost about to reply to a perfect comment that I sensed the play of Ai in it… it was a tad bit disappointing at a certain level.
While I understand it’s part of the change,and we are all responsible, the connection of the heartfelt comment is missing in all this perfection.
In striving for perfection… we are losing the warmth of the human connection.
Whose lose is it and how is going to matter in time?
It is more about conscious choice and sharing the responsibility in the ways we use Ai.
What do you think?
Savvy
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