Savvy Raj

Live Life Lovingly!


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A ladder

A ladder is a link

A point of interconnections

A bridge between two sides

Between two opposites.

A ladder is not always to climb

A ladder leads you to connect

But the choice is yours

If you want to lead or be led by it.

Climb the ladder with confidence

Continue to bridge over challenges

Meet the changes with integrity

Dare the new horizons in hope.

Savvy


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How is the weather today?

Peace of calm
Ease of soul
Are two things I sense
In these serene morning moments
Whether it’s the weather here
A gentle breeze & blissful cool
Adding to it all, I know not
But it’s a wonderful start…

How is the weather today ?


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Form & the Formless

Art by Savvy Raj

Is the form you see
Exactly the form I see
Perhaps they differ
In the way we choose to interpret.

Is form the mark of reality
Does being formless makes it unreal
Is form the contention
To know the real and unreal.

Forms are shaped by intentions
In dedication & deliberation.
For forms become fleeting memories
Perishing in the sands of time.

While the formless evolves in the heart
Holding up to unfathomable faith
They may live on in the silent knowing
Of unspoken trust in the being.

Discernment of the forms
In the inner recesses of the heart and the mind
Waltzes the consciousness of the being
In States of knowing ,of the truth of light

A light of wisdom
That takes many forms
Million times over
To show the path of truth.

The path is lit
As the steps are taken
The forms manifest in the interactions
Of vibrations in resonance.

Between these Illuminating illusions
Of the form and formless
What is real and unreal
All are just reflections in the dimensions.

In the beam of even one moment of truth
Is the convergence of envisioning
Forms and formless become one
Conveying the message safely home.

Savvy


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Hope & faith

Keep the flame burning bright 🔥

Rise up to the moment at hand

Have hope feed the faith

For the day is not done.

Savvy


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Mind

Today am happy to share an introspective piece of poetry by my mother Anjana.

Mind
The strange , invisible me
Playing me like a puppet
In its hands.

All of a sudden
When in a group of happy hearts
The neurons in my grey cells suddenly switch
some remote thoughts
Buried deep in my memory folds .
And lo,
amidst the laughter and gaiety
I shrink to my own self,
Away from this Now n Joy.

Amidst a mourning group,
Or sad events,
It strings the tune of
Blessed moments
Making me smile within myself.

How powerful are
The seeds of thoughts
Arising from the depth of mind
Controlling my
moods, words and actions.

It makes me dance to its tunes.
I become a slave to its
Whims and fancies
Losing control of my own self
And repenting later.

All happens in spite of
learning about
awareness and detachment.
When I will learn to tame
The wild horse,
And become the master from slave.?


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Reminiscences

A street of yesterday
comes to mind
echoes of children’s laughter
Sipping on a juicy cola bar right out of school.

A fruit seller with ripe berries
outside the school
Children thronging around
buying berries from pocket money.
How inexpensive was the joys of then!
On the other end of the street
was their ever popular mango seller,
selling spicy salted raw mango slices,
all mouth watering delight of then.
And yes, the memories of the temple lane right across
lined with tiny flowers shops
Scents of fresh fragrance of flowers wafting in …
Reminiscences of life, so non-fussy & simple.


© Savvy Raj


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Fragile frames

I sense hope every time I see a fragile flower. Mistake not, the flower as fragile for in its blooming from a bud it has resilience  writ large in every petal .Projecting hope majestically it withstands  the day come rain or sun 

Every flower is a powerful yet graceful testament of hope & strength springing fresh from the earth.

Speaking of Power…

Power is often mistaken to be loud and aggressive,  but often it is the quiet, the silent rebellion that has the most effect. 

Mistake not the fragile as weak

For often, there is great strength

In those fragile frames.

Proving time and time again

It is not the weight you carry

But in how you carry & project it.

What do you think ?

Savvy


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Waltz on water

Floating Dreams

I had this beautiful dream
Of flaming ruby red lights
Dancing on blue waves of water
Floating lanterns all afire
As the fire burns brighter
The flickering lights
Waltzing on water…

Savvy


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Story of strength 

In Japan, a ten-year-old boy had a goal of becoming a judo champion.

However, he was disabled. He didn’t have a left arm.

Becoming a judo champion is a huge challenge even for those with strong arms and legs.

What could a boy without one arm do?

He approached many trainers.

All of them looked at him with pity and sent him back.

The boy didn’t lose heart. He kept trying.

Finally, one trainer agreed to teach him judo.

The training started. The trainer taught him only one move.

Days, weeks, and months passed. The trainer didn’t seem to teach him anything else. The boy got frustrated.

“Master, knowing just one move isn’t enough to become a judo champion. Will you teach me anything else?” he asked.

“If you master this one move, that’s enough,” the trainer replied.

There was no arguing with the trainer. The boy continued his practice.

He mastered that single move well.

The championship began!

First match: A well-trained opponent against this boy who knew only one move.

The match started. To the surprise of the audience, the boy won.

Second match: He won again.

He continued to advance and reached the semi-finals.

He struggled a bit but won that match too.

Now it was the final match.

His opponent was a multiple-time champion. He felt a bit of pity and some disdain for the boy without an arm. But the boy didn’t falter.

The match started. In the first round, the opponent knocked the boy down.

Seeing the boy’s condition, the audience was shocked. The organizers considered stopping the match.

“Let the boy fight,” said the trainer.

The opponent, now careless, thought he didn’t need any safety gear to fight this boy.

The boy executed the one move he knew with great force. The opponent fell.

The boy became the champion.

The audience couldn’t believe it, and the competitors were astonished.

Even the boy couldn’t believe his victory.

That evening, he asked his trainer.

“Master, how did I win this match? I won with just one move,” he said.

Smiling, the trainer replied, “There are two reasons for your success.”

First, you have mastered one of the most difficult moves in judo.

Second, the only way to counter that move is for the opponent to grab your left arm. But you don’t have a left arm!

“Your weakness turned into your strength and made you a champion!”

The boy marveled at the trainer’s words. He felt joy thinking about how his weakness had become his strength.

Each of our minds is a sea of talents. Diving into it can yield pearls or shells, depending on how long we hold our breath.

Every person is endowed with unique talents by God. Our success lies in discovering and utilizing them.


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Touching time

Photo memories (from my travels)

Artists have a blessing

It’s in their ability to touch time

Past present or future

With their inspired creations

For art touches time

As much as the intangibles

Evoking nostalgia

Creating an intimate connection

That’s almost felt & sensed

Such is the power of art 

An evolved appreciation

Standing the test of time.

Ssvvy

 


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Allow and just be…

Allow yourself spirit to emanate joy

Allow the body to feel its contentment

Allow the self to embody peace

Allow the heart to open itself  to possibilities

Allow the self to move in space  and sense the freedom it offers.

Just  be and allow


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Turning…

My painting interpretation  for today’s thoughts …

In this dance of life

Turn your doubts to decisions

Turn your worries to wins

Turn your pain to possibilities

Turn  your hurts to hope

All is a matter of a turn.

Savvy

 


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Smiles from the heart

Being a happy person

I have tided over

The challenges with a smile

Grateful for the dance in my life

I draw energy from movements

As they appear to move me

I unwind and unfurl

My hearts deepest feelings

In the flow of the moves

I sense the beauty of this now.

And I smile from the heart.

Savvy


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What is living life lovingly?

It is not the grand gestures

But in the valuing of life

With actions that move hearts…

Through the hands that help

Extending care without expection

A celebration of life

In the unfolding of patience

In the spirit of generosity

In the deeds of kindness

In expansive love as a choice

Unconditionally unexpectedly

Living life in every now

With the grace of a being

Leading with love.

What to you is living  life lovingly?


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On Love

Imagined with Ai

Love begets love

But being in love

Can be bittersweet

For love takes you

On a journey

Unto your own self

It tests you.

In opportune times

It lays bear your soul

Challenges your body & mind

Many times over

Until you are ready

To see love for itself

Beyond the apparitions

Aspire to love & be loved

For it is better to love & be loved

Than not at all.

Savvy