This Birthday I am deeply grateful for the good energies and wish it likewise for all here.
And I share here,
what I deeply feel about living life and leaving imprints on the sands of time ….
Leave footprints if you must . On the sands of time in trust Just remember …. No footprint is totally foolproof to be washproof
All is a game like the tides that tame Even the strongest surfer … Eternal to all is time and nothing else And sparking in the cosmos we are all just wayfarers
Tread softly Love authentically Live lovingly Behave empathically Speak truthfully Move consciously Grow gratefully !
An ability to believe in yourself takes you far. In self confidence is an energy that penetrates the insecurities and uproots fear and doubts in faith of Self belief.
Being open minded
Recently I came across a post about being open minded to wonder, than being closed to the world through belief. Being open minded need not make you a non believer in fact it is when you are able to believe that, there are other perspectives just as much as your own, is when you are truly open minded.
Positively impacting beliefs
Belief can be in trust that learning’s are about of what was and all is well in this now and hoping the best for the future. True belief is never a resistance but a bond in love trust faith and hope without feeling bound.
Believe & you can!
Belief can strengthen the living you in adversity belief can ease your thoughts in calamity
Belief can work to connect you to yourself
Belief is acknowledging in the strength of human potential, because you can!
I bet everyone will love to read this….. Every day early morning a little girl would come to the temple and stand before the idol, close her eyes and with folded hands, murmur something for a couple of minutes, then open her eyes, bow down, smile and go out running.This was a daily affair. The temple Poojari was observing her and was curious about what she was doing. He realised that she was too small to know the deeper meaning of religion & that she would hardly know any prayers. But then what was she doing every morning in the temple? A few days passed and Poojari now couldn’t resist but to find out more about her behaviour. One morning, the Poojari reached there before the girl and was waiting for her to complete her ritual. He placed his hand on her head and said, “My child, I have been seeing you since the last few days. You come here regularly. What do you do?” “I pray,” She said spontaneously. “Do you know any prayers?”asked the Poojari with some suspicion in his voice. “…No” Replied the girl. “Then what are you doing closing your eyes every day?” he smiled. Very innocently the girl said :“I do not know any prayer, but I know “a,b,c,d….up to z.”I ‘recite it five times’ and tell God that,”I don’t know your prayer, but it cannot be outside of these alphabets.” Please arrange the alphabets as you wish and that is my prayer.” And she ran, jumping on her way out. The Poojari stood there dumbstruck,staring at her for a long time as she disappeared running in the wilderness. This is THE UNCONDITIONAL belief in God that we pray.
“We human beings are tuned such that we crave great melody and great lyrics. And if somebody writes a great song, it’s timeless that we as humans are going to feel something for that and there’s going to be a real appreciation.” -Art Garunkel
What is great music to you?
Is it the song how it sounds to you ?
Do you pay attention to the lyrics?
Sometimes great lyrics alone don’t make a great song,
And often great song has hardly any depth to its lyrics
So what are your favorite or evergreensongs the ones you listen to always?
“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”
Savvy Raj 
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