Countless spheres of infinity Rotating revolving in their preordained path. The hows and whys still remaining a mystery Curious minds continue to decipher
The pieces of mystery from eons unknown Solved n unsolved puzzles of Nature. From the stark to the subtle From everything to nothing or The other way round The search is on… In this journey on.
There is great power in a circle that is inclusive and expansive.
Speaking of organizations a clear organisational structure helps to understand the relations of positions in an organisation with respect to position and authority. There are many ways that organisations are structured and each have their own pros and cons. Traditional flat structure to pyramid, circular to modern network structures etc. The value of taking the right structural approach in building organisations cannot be undermined.
The strength of circles:
The circle appears hierarchical with its power core and expansive with concentric spread of power yet its very strength is in its form that helps align values in teams.
For transformative change to align with the core values, trust and transparency is paramount to foster and this needs an inclusive and expansive approach inside out in a circular manner that is consistent to sustain. The organisation needs to support a circular structure with open door policies on communication, and work on learning and development to create accessible training programmes across the spectrum.
The circular structure has a clear psychological advantage in the form itself as leaders are not positioned at the top, making it easier for the vision accessible for one and all, thus increasing collaboration as it considers different departments as part of the same whole.
There are infinite possibilities of growth, in a circle of team, increasing a sense of belonging, mutual respect, and engagement of human potential, in the realisation that no one is as strong as all of us.
Poetry is a brilliant trickster As much a true friend For it masks the truth cleverly in words As much as it heals away in the expressions.
In the letting go of dense emotions Is the channeling towards balance To the lightness of being Where there is space created In between thoughts and actions For more cathartic connections.
Poetry revives the spirit of the soul Through soulful words that flow Out of nowhere explicable For it has a purpose of its own In trust know, that it finds itself The path its meant to be.
Be it poetry or prose, fiction or non fiction, words can be the gamechanger.
A leap of faith Is what makes life a life. Take the chances That you choose to let go. Be intentional So that life doesn’t slip away Take the chance May be they turn out The best decision of your life.
They say opportunity does not knock twice.. So take a leap of faith.
So when you hear the calling of your heart & soul…
If I were to keep feelings aside I would perhaps become cold And impersonal Perhaps I may function perfectly Like a robot. Wonder if I would be well at all For feelings are a great balancer.
To repress our feelings And take decisions would make our decisions lopsided.
I am therefore I feel I feel therefore I am.
Whether it’s personal or professional decisions, our feelings do make a difference and play a role in our decisions. We can perhaps bring to awareness how we are feeling in the Now and use this mindfully to bring a sense of balance in our thoughts & actions. But to think or say, we can be completely devoid of it is not necessarily true for we are built in such a way where our emotions, feelings and our thoughts in every moment is deeply interconnected, in more ways than one.
Feelings of empathy compassion and acts of kindness are deeply entwined.
How you are being in the now has much to do with how you are feeling.
To do anything well you need all of you & your senses to come together. How we choose to act upon our feelings and in what manner will depend on us.
Sharing a thought provoking forward that came my way…
I was 9.
There was pensive silence at home when days after the happy news of my dads promotion in a nationalised bank he received orders of transfer as a branch manager to a small village in Rajasthan. We were then in Ahmedabad and this also happened to be the time he was building a house next to our ancestral home.
I had seen him struggle with numbers, adding, subtracting, circling staff loans and FDs he would break and putting a question mark against a few empty spaces in the total.
A house is usually a one time in one life effort so everyone goes all out and makes that one room more than what can be afforded and still finds one room less than what was needed. Javed Akhtar puts it beautifully बम्बई में बस एक ही गम हैं, हरेकके पास एक कमरा कम हे.
The joint family home housed 14 of us from age 5 to 95 years.
Today I watch both the houses abandoned and nature taking over the garden my mother used to tend for hours every day. The Jamun, the Drumstick a few Ashok, Neem and Peepal have survived but all beauty is both transient and fragile and the law of entropy powerful. The lovely flowers of myriad colours are all gone. I wonder what happened to the peacock family that came everyday and ate from my moms hand. The Bulbul, the sparrows, the parrots, spotted flycatchers, Cuckoos, a huge troop of monkeys that once in a month would upset the order of the place.
Once people leave, a home becomes a house. Initially I didn’t feel like selling and now I don’t feel like going. Time has taken away ten of its fourteen occupants.
I walk around our neighbourhood and see similar fate of so many homes once full of life now replaced or lying still.
Why do we stretch and stress to build houses? In most cases our kids won’t need it or worse fight over it. What is this human folly of attempting permanent ownership in a leased life with an uncertain tenure given by a landlord whose terms are non-negotiable and there is no court of appeal.
One day all we have built with love and EMIs will either be demolished, fought over, sold or lie in ruins.
Every time I fill a form that asks for ‘permanent address’ I smile at human folly.
There is a Zen story that an old monk walked into a Kings palace demanding he wanted to spend the night in this Inn and the guards told him, “What Inn, can’t you see its a palace?”. The monk said “I came here a few decades back someone was staying there, a few years later someone else took the throne from him, then someone else. Any place where the occupant keeps changing is an Inn.”
George Carlin says “house is just a place where you keep your stuff as you go out and get more stuff”.
As houses get bigger families get smaller. When the house has occupants, we desire privacy and when the nest empties we crave for company.
Birds and Animals must be laughing at us humans that give up living in order to build their dream home and in the end depart the Inn they mistook as a permanent residence.
The best kind of learning is in the sharing of thoughts and ideas, for it kindles more learnings.
I share today this interesting and profound para forward translation from Tamil by my mother to which I too have added a few verses.
If it interests you, pls feel free to contribute your thoughts here… The message in the translation is very relevant. I sincerely hope it creates a chain of collaborative thoughts.
Today is Gurupurnima. And I take this occasion to thank my mother my first Guru & all the teachers in my life for the learnings in the sharings as well.
The fish which swims in water, doesn’t know that it’s end will come by its food only.( Ignorance)
How much ever beautiful the deer be, the tiger doesn’t appreciate its beauty, it is behind its taste. (Pride, arrogance)
Translation from Tamil by Anjana
There is no pride in Beauty It matters not, in times of survival
The frog becomes prey to snake by its sound only.(boasting)
In spite of knowing it will get killed , the scorpion bites ( haste)
The way to one’s downfall is ignorance, pride, arrogance, boasting and haste.
Anjana
Adding my musings to it this morning…
The wisdom of Mindfulness
Ignorance may not be bliss after all. There is no pride in Beauty It matters not, in times of survival Your so called assets can be a weakness That makes you and marks you out.
Without mindfulness Moves become meaningless For one move can decide life’s fate Without survival tactics Life cannot exist.
Beauty pride vanity speed Gifts & Riches of any kind Abilities and skills… Be it your voice or earnings Mistake not these your strengths.
For true strength Is discretion And discernment In what how when and where. And in moderation & mindfulness Lies the Wisdom Of Balance.
Continuing in a series on Life and Living … The subject of Beauty brings to mind its paradox As mentioned in my last article I would like to reflect on this with my readers and fellow writers and work in collaboration towards a certain consensus if attainable .
Here is a beautiful reflection of the thoughts of this reader who starts by visualizing in the vebalisation of the beauty in the elemental awareness of nature and culminates her standpoint in the beauty of nurture…
Of a mother and child and the beauty in a loving heart.
Thank you to my dear mother Anjana for your exemplary examples. Rest assured I certainly will be reading these lines often.
“Anything that pleases the eye is beautiful..How much exquisite or breath-taking the physical beauty may be… it’s just skin deep. Beyond that all is same.
A wise soul has this awareness. Though the elements may be the same, their arrangement makes the difference. But there is beauty in the wilderness too.
The dancing flames of fire, the eruptive flowing and glowing lava of the volcono, the blowing sand making patterns on the sands of deserts, the mystery that lies in the underground caves, in the depths of the oceans, in the vast space that surround us , there is beauty in everything. A thing of beauty is a joy for ever.
Above all beauty has a connection with love in the heart. Even the so assumed ugliest child looks beautiful to it’s mother. After all beauty lies in the eye of the beholder. Can anything be more beautiful than a compassionate and kind heart that sees goodness in all.”
The lines above have an sensitive emotive and reflective quality which is engagingly beautiful to me.
Being you and being true to yourself is the simplest path towards your purpose.
And yet often being you at times can be challenging.
For life can demand much from you and you need to go beyond and bend backwards and forwards to surf through life’s unexpected turns.
But by being true to yourself you are at least sure to have your heart and head in check and balance, where your inner conscience meets your consciousness.
Savvy Raj 
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