Covid has come Covid will go Herd immunity Now at play Will leave With markings Of a common flu
And yet the waves Will leave us Imprints of Resilience In the cells of our being Progressively in time But speaking of the future If we are able to see Beyond the nightmare Of the past
There is a shift In the way of life Of the way of living At work & at play The impacted have wisened Earlier than others But there is an awareness No less in the rethinking Of the workplace that works From physical to hybrid.
Exploring possibilities With our virtual connections With precious commute time saved Families have sensed the togetherness Experienced the pros & cons of wfh Yet work has continued Buisness collapsed yet many revived Reinventing the ways of work
A sense of knowing prevails All is not lost For technology has come in aid Of mankind at its hour of need A semblance of normalcy regained But with a redesigned version Of what is the new normal Organization operates Repattererned in the sensing Of what is redundant And what actually works! Hope is here to stay…
“She sat at the back and they said she was shy, She led from the front and they hated her pride, They asked her advice and then questioned her guidance, They branded her loud, then were shocked by her silence, When she shared no ambition they said it was sad, So she told them her dreams and they said she was mad, They told her they’d listen, then covered their ears, And gave her a hug while they laughed at her fears, And she listened to all of it thinking she should, Be the girl they told her to be best as she could, But one day she asked what was best for herself, Instead of trying to please everyone else, So she walked to the forest and stood with the trees, She heard the wind whisper and dance with the leaves, She spoke to the willow, the elm and the pine, And she told them what she’d been told time after time, She told them she felt she was never enough, She was either too little or far far too much, Too loud or too quiet, too fierce or too weak, Too wise or too foolish, too bold or too meek, Then she found a small clearing surrounded by firs, And she stopped…and she heard what the trees said to her, And she sat there for hours not wanting to leave, For the forest said nothing, it just let her breathe”
Life is precious And so are relationships Remember, gentle is the way When you walk with another There is much you do not know You never know the hidden truths For some wounds are deep and invisible. So walk gently, care sincerely live lovingly
Today in this moment Are you ready To partner with peace Do you have the power Of a grateful heart That knows to live light And waltz in harmony with life!
Throwback to last week when I recorded a demo and forgot about it
Shown here is one of the riskiest parts of the process — removing myself from the fragile balance without disturbing it.
In order to balance something like this, I usually need to basically wrap my body around it while sitting and building.. using knees to hug / stabilize the lower section(s) like a scaffold. But once I find zero, I need to remove my body without causing the structure to collapse.. on my body.. it’s when I’m most vulnerable.
But as seen here, I keep my gaze firmly on the structure while maneuvering my body away. It’s like a weird hyper focus where I’m spatially entranced on the relative positions of the rocks, and if any data point deviates from the whole, I have maybe a second to react before it becomes dangerous, especially for my left hand here which is planted on the stump I was sitting on, hoisting my body away.. if that top decides to fall on that hand, bones would likely break… not a situation where I can afford to break focus.
Some self removals are easier than others — it really just depends on a firm hold for my right hand behind me, the sensitivity of the structure itself, and what the wind is doing..
“I want to remember your face so that when I meet you in heaven, I will be able to recognise you and thank you once again.”
When Nigerian billionaire Femi Otedola in a telephone interview, was asked by the radio presenter, “Sir what can you remember made you a happiest man in life?”
Femi said: “I have gone through four stages of happiness in life and finally I understood the meaning of true happiness.”
The first stage was to accumulate wealth and means. But at this stage I did not get the happiness I wanted.
Then came the second stage of collecting valuables and items. But I realised that the effect of this thing is also temporary and the lustre of valuable things does not last long.
Then came the third stage of getting big projects. That was when I was holding 95% of diesel supply in Nigeria and Africa. I was also the largest vessel owner in Africa and Asia. But even here I did not get the happiness I had imagined.
The fourth stage was the time a friend of mine asked me to buy wheelchair for some disabled children. Just about 200 kids.
At the friend’s request, I immediately bought the wheelchairs.
But the friend insisted that I go with him and hand over the wheelchairs to the children. I got ready and went with him.
There I gave these wheel chairs to these children with my own hands. I saw the strange glow of happiness on the faces of these children. I saw them all sitting on the wheelchairs, moving around and having fun.
It was as if they had arrived at a picnic spot where they are sharing a jackpot winning.
I felt REAL joy inside me. When I decided to leave one of the kids grabbed my legs. I tried to free my legs gently but the child stared at my face and held my legs tightly.
I bent down and asked the child: Do you need something else?
The answer this child gave me not only made me happy but also changed my attitude to life completely. This child said: “I want to remember your face so that when I meet you in heaven, I will be able to recognise you and thank you once again.”
What would you be remembered for after you leave that office or place?
Will anyone desire to see your face again where it all matters?
How about trying to touch lives and make a positive difference in our own individual ways?.
My above artwork titled ‘Spirit of Resilience ‘ is about arising with our inner strength amidst the chaos and finding and building the strength in each other to bloom again .
We are oneness in the myriad manifestations, of the creator, the spirit of tenacity carries us through beyond the unsumountable odds!
With deep belief in the power of positive heartfields, I request my readers to please join me from where you are in heartfelt prayers for restoring health, hope,love, faith & peace to all the affected lives in the challenges & crisis across the world. 💙🙏💙
Peace is a state of being More than just a state of mind Peace needs consistent practice You have to nurture your heart Towards a state of peaceful being
The mind wanders in a million ways The heart flutters at a moment’s notice Such is the way of life and living So let your dancing heart & mind Find their way towards coexistence Acknowledging each of their diverse states.
Let their potential converge to strengthen Let the sense of peace be understood well Until peace becomes of a way of life. Care to protect your peace.
In deepest turmoil Choose the power of Gratitude For in its positive intentions And glory of goodwill Life turns harmonious Every things aligns perfectly And music resounds its magical melodies All is well once again
Gratitude is gratefulness In acceptance & acknowledgement Of the grace in goodness Bestowed upon us No storm is too strong in its wake Glory to the Gladiator of Hearts The chaperone of connectedness That seeks to invoke the strength In these interconnects in life & living For no man is too strong As much as all of us together I bow to the grace of Gratitude!
Savvy Raj 
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