Savvy Raj

Live Life Lovingly!


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Grace of Luminescence

On a moonlit night 
Embalmed in its luminescence.

Bathed in its argent glow
Graced by the peace in the beam

Radiance lingers in its pearlescent reflection
Drawing us to look upwards

As we are enveloped by its lovely light.

Savvy


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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


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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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Where does this moment take you?

If you could turn the key to a door  that opens up to a place  somewhere right now…

Where does your imagination  take you?

Near mountains

Near water sources

Green spaces

Or spiritual spaces

Or somewhere where your  heart is calling out?

What is your favourite kind of place?

Or is your desire to stay 

Wherever you are,

Stronger than anything else?

Sometimes in the middle of movements there is a desire for stillness

In the middle of hectic days…

For the quietness of calm.

And sometimes amidst silence

There is much going on…

The mind is steering the wheel

Both movement  and stillness

Are part of the journey.

And the desire to drive on

Explore discover the world

And what it has to offer

Is something that happens

To evolve every life.

Savvy


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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


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Literally magic

Birthing a new world

Giving shape to imagination

Seeding trees of possibilities

Bearing fruits in the passion

Creating energy in the synergy

Making the words come alive

Writing is literally magic…

Savvy


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Dawn paints the day

An interesting  dawn

I woke up earlier than dawn today.

And positioned myself in my favorite space

To watch the glorious dawn

Before I could realise

A bright orange ball 

Just popped up over the horizon…

It was as if the sun was in a hurry

To awaken the world & light  the day.

As I just began to ease into the brilliance …

I saw the corner of the sun

Disappearing  into the blanket of clouds

Looming large, to dull the senses once more…

The light is hidden now

From plain sight.

Do know the sun is up 

There may be a lull in the now

But darkness is a passing cloud

Think of it, as moments to pause 

In patience for light is on the other side

Awaiting its turn to light up your day.

And yes, before I could pen these words here…

The light of dawn paints the day.

Savvy


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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


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Who lifts you up?

Over the years

Living life teaches much.

Every person in your life

has an unique role to play.

Sometimes they are necessary for you

at times, you are necessary for them.

Life happens along the way,

leaving lessons fine.

Your emotional equation matters more than you think.

Choose to spend time with those who lift you up.

Those who bring cheer and smile to your face.

Choose your circle, its your right.

Choose wisely and you can be where you want to be…

You have one life.

Choose well…

Savvy


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Who will don it?

It was like a painting

That I could not forget

In the streets of Paris

Where artists paint

In passionate fervour.

The stark shape of lines

Bold colors that speak

Of the creator’s confidence.

The play of contrasts

In the light & dark.

The arresting silhouette

Almost molded to form.

An awe-inspiring design.

Displayed in the window

It caught my eye…

The dress was mesmerizing

No, not in a delicate way

It was quite the opposite.

It spoke to me

Of a certain power play

It had me thinking

Who will don it?

Power in a dress?

A dress can do much for your confidence

You can own the dress and the world …

With the right kind of dress.

Would you agree?

And tell me…

When I started the above poem with the line

It was like a painting…

Did you think it could be about a dress ?

If you did…

Did you think of it as something that flowed with beauty?

And what else would your imagination associate with a beautiful painting, I would  love to know.

Savvy


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Space for wisdom

Letting go of one’s space

Is not easy

For it is akin to relinquishment.

​Knowing how time and space

And all the other elements

Are never the same again.

​Yet these experiences

manifest themselves

In the journey of life

Perhaps one or many times

​For in that kind of letting go,

The ego of knowing

And assuming dissolves

Yielding space for wisdom.

​Like learning is also unlearning…

​Wisdom is wise in its ways.

It prefers space

And room to evolve

​For it knows only too well

What is, is not all…

​Change is the only constant.

Evolving through it all

Wisdom finds its space to be.

Savvy

P.S.:

These verses found their way to flow, on a particularly quiet dawn in moments of  contemplation.

Sensing how letting go is not easy in our clinging to the past, be it the wins 
or misses and how wisdom needs space to evolve.

And most of all as a reminder  that instead of holding on to the weight of the past, if we only could allow ourselves to be in the lightness of this now…

What is that one thought or habit you’ve had to “unlearn” recently to make room for something new?

I’d love to read your thoughts below.


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River of time

How far have we come
From the many versions of ourselves
In this river of time
Where like water, that flows onwards
Time can never be visited backwards…
Only in memories
Held within the hearts & minds
Reminding us of the paths traveled in time.

Life continues to evolve in every now.

As life flows on …

Colouring  itself

Along the way.

I share this above digital artwork here from back in time…when AI  prompting and image creation was very nascent.

Savvy


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In the middle

Right here

In the middle

Lives transformation.

Change starts

In the middle of it all

In the feeling

In the awareness

That something

Is happening.

So, true transformation too is not a one off act  in the edge of things or only where you are pushed to the extremes. True change for the better lives in the middle of consistent  moments of effort coupled with awareness.

It could start right now in the middle of it all.

Are you here in this now?

Savvy


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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


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Who are you?

Beyond the name, I am the space between the breaths, the sum of my senses.


Beyond words, a witness & the resonance of infinite possibility.

Beyond deeds, I am the dance of life…
Beyond  speech, I am the breath that experiences life.


Life is a gift, granted in this lifetime.
I ground myself in gratitude to simply be.  🙏

Join in with me for a  moment of  alignment…
With the body, mind, heart, and spirit
That houses and helps in evolving the soul.
Infinite thanks to the parts
That weaves us into a whole.  🙏

Ask the self, ‘ Who are you?’

Savvy