A gentle reminder
Of flowing gracefully in resilience.
River flows
Beside and beyond
The rocks.
Savvy
Art of the flow
Category Archives: Change Management
Our type?
Who is our type?
Why does our brain become immediately choosy, including some as ours and excluding some as others?
What makes some our type?
When we meet and connect with a new face, what is it that immediately draws or repels?
Is there more to it, than first impressions, communication skills or body language?
Does our brain genetically program itself to select on auto pilot?
For we often classify and categorize subconsciously as a way of choices we make.
Who is our tribe?
Who is outside ?
We are hardwired
With the safety metric.
Our mirror neurons simulate
emotional states of being
in others we meet.
When inner rhythm sense resonance
there is a instant vibe
aligning us in a circle of unsaid understanding.
Such pattern recognition is primitive,
a tool for survival
for flagging safe and unsafe connection.
A lot happens in a split second …
A combination of sorting
Processing the past connects
Sensing and interpreting
Gut feeling & intuition
Simplifying complex somatic movements markers.
In recognizing the effortless ease and comfort
Or the discord that creates repulsion.
Categorizing a stranger
Is a matter of survival…
Would u agree?
Savvy
Heart speaks …
I enjoy simplifying complexity
For I do believe simplicity
Is just complexity turned upside down
And perhaps knotted and twisted at times.
All it needs is an untangling.
In thoughts words and deeds.
While the mind may play games
Simply speaking from the heart
Seeing with the heart
Feeling the sensations that emnate from the heart
Will release the unnecessary knots
And create a path of clarity.
Savvy
Space…
Space.
Space allows.
Space that expands
Space that acknowledges you.
Space that lets you be.
Space that opens up for you
Space that speaks to you in you.
Space that listens as it speaks
Space that evolves you
Space for growth and learning
Space that liberates
Space frees
Space.
I wrote this piece in a flow…
In a space of calm.
I enjoyed writing it as I began playing with space in and around the poem unknowingly at first but then intentionally after the sixth line. As I patterned the flow… I began channeling my thoughts …in 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7 , 6, 5, 4, 3,2,1 words.
I hope you enjoy reading it.
Savvy
Strength of tenderness
Being tender in the toughest of times
Being gentle and generous with the self
In times of chaos and conflicts
In and around us
Is the way of weathering-the-storms.
Being caring and compassionate
In thoughts words and deeds.
With empathy that empowers
In light and goodwill.
Is the way of gentle heart
Flowing in loving kindness.
Spirit of Humans
Every living being,
And every part of our beautiful world
Has survived through time
Overcoming many obstacles
For some it is nature at its worst.
Storms and calamities
Hurricanes and floods…
For others it may be personal
And professional…
The human grit is plain to see
For we are part of nature
Persevering to preserve
Aspiring to evolve.
Remarkable is the spirit in resilience
It finds the wisdom in the challenges
To not just survive but thrive
My salute…
To the human spirit.
Savvy
Just another tree?
Roads of Goa
Don’t know you
How you live and breathe
In these nondescript pathway.
Yet here you are
Vividly present
Colouring the blue sky
With blossoms of contrasts.
Mature trunk and verdant leaves
You strike a pose
You hold a stance
In your unique way.
I see you dear tree
Grateful for your being
For you nurtured many lives
Seen many a solar cycles.
I bless you with all my heart
For healing this world…
For the world may be
You are just another tree
For me you live vibrantly
Evergreen in my memories.
A sight to behold
A vision to thank
In recognition and gratitude
For your impactful presence🙏
A trip down memory lane.
An unexpected yet beautiful burst of colour contrasting the bright blue sky prompted me to click a photo in a split second, enroute a road trip to Goa a few years ago…
P.S.
Sharing some amazing facts about the positive ecological impacts from one fully mature tree, that I came across.
Key Environmental & Ecological Impacts
- Natural Climate Control: Through evapotranspiration and shade, one healthy mature tree provides a net cooling effect equal to 10 room-sized air conditioners running 20 hours a day. This can lower local microclimate temperatures by up to 3°F–5°F.
- Carbon Vault: A single tree absorbs roughly 48 pounds (22 kg) of CO₂ per year. Over a 40-year lifespan, it locks away nearly 1 metric ton of atmospheric carbon in its trunk, roots, and surrounding soil.
- Oxygen Generation: One fully grown, leafy tree generates enough net oxygen per year to sustain 2 to 4 human beings.
- Hydrological Shield: A single mature canopy can intercept and soak up 2,300 gallons of stormwater runoff per year. Its root network stabilizes topsoil against erosion while filtering heavy metals and synthetic pollutants before water enters local aquifers.
- Air Filtration: Leaves and bark actively trap particulate matter (PM2.5) while absorbing gaseous pollutants such as nitrogen dioxide, ground-level ozone, and sulfur dioxide—removing dozens of pounds of air pollutants annually.
- Biodiversity Anchor: A single native tree (such as an oak) can support over 500 distinct species of insects, birds, mosses, and beneficial microorganisms, functioning as a self-contained ecosystem.
That I am fond of trees is nothing new… I have written many verses on trees before as well, yet in here I share a message close to my heart…
Nurture nature Nurture trees.
You are doing an important service to help support self sustaining powerhouse of oxygen to our planet.
Savvy Raj
🌳 🙏 🌳
Beauty of impermenance
Today, I came across a beautiful Japanese word called ‘Komorebi’ that depicts…the beauty of light filtering in through the leaves. And I see this picture, that I had saved, somehow seems to fit right in…
Beauty of impermenance
Every ray of light
In these leaves …
Can never be replicated
To exact moments.
Yet there is stillness
In its fleeting moment
In simple appreciation,
And heartfelt acknowledging
Of the beauty of impermenance.
Savvy
Image credits to the unknown photographer.
Apricity
April has come and gone
August too has passed on
Changing months
Changing seasons
Although pleasant and cool.
There is a nip in the air
Winter is soon approaching
Just around the bend.
Across the horizon
I look up at the morning sun
Awakening my senses warmly
In the alchemy of apricity.
This poem flows along in my simple joy of using this rarely used word. APRICITY…the warmth of a winters sun.
Hoping for apricity
Of feeling the warm sun
On a cold winters day…
Savvy
Wind on sand
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
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.)
Charcoal on black
Art on black paper
The artist is engrossed
Working relentlessly
Charcoal on black
Revealing the light from the dark
Reversing the fundamentals of art
Shaping the light into form
Contouring the edges
White charcoal lifts and highlights
Speckling with light
Black ones adding depth
Matting the shine
The fluid fingers flowing
Almost dancing on paper
Sweeping strokes
Creating softness of light
In contrast they meet
Sharp staccato moves
Accenting tension and texture.
Arresting the eyes.
This waltz with light on dark
And dark on light
In shades & tones
Applying and erasing
Refining in the rendering
Form merges and emerges…
Savvy
Look at the sky
Look up
The same sky that brought the storm
Brings forth the sunshine
What more proof do you need,
To trust that it will soon change?
Whatever it is,
Better times are around the bend.
Savvy
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
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