In every experience there is always learning To move beyond the apparent Every concept is potential in possibilities Such is life and creativity It is the way of nature in abundance…
To be able to see the bigger picture To see beyond the niggling bits And envision the larger good Is the need of the hour.
So much of time, earth has borne The onslaught of man and his needs But its time to think beyond the self And move beyond being bound by labels.
Find ways together and seek Solutions than problems. For truly we are so much more Than the way we label ourselves…
LETS MOVE BEYOND LABELS & KNOW THE POWER OF OUR BEING.
Every moment in time Is a gift of God. In both the so called Good and bad
The easy and difficult times There is always a learning To sense and understand To evolve along the path.
Yet I am a lover of the mornings…
It gives me hope to look forward to No matter the darkness of the night. One more chance to make life better To share and create To heal and to help another There is a beauty in every dawn The way the sun rises every day The way the darkness gives in to light
I am more me in the mornings I enjoy the waking moments unhurried I revel in the now in the bliss of bless I witness the dance of light at dawn As the sun beams its rays across As earth awakens itself from slumber
The chirping birds fill me with joy Its not noise to me, its a song Of motivation and energy To carry on through the day. Mornings share hope for the day Do give yourself an early start Make mornings work for you Bask in the grace of light.
The Synergy of the sun is upon you!
Know the mornings after a rested night Are specially conducive to invoke Your creativity in the things you do So write create draw paint sing & dance.
Sleep not the mornings away. What a waste of life’s inspiration it would be Remember… Every morning is a gift to yourself To unbox and release hope some more.
Life and living can be both beautiful and challenging beyond compare…
Touched by these heartfelt words I came across so much that I just had to share..
“Take me out to the street, son, I still have good legs. If I walk with you, I won’t feel old … Invite me to your home, son, Sunday morning; to share your good table and feel accompanied … Talk to me with love, son, don’t challenge me or shake me; we old people are like children we like to be pampered, to smile without discomfort … Celebrate my birthdays, don’t criticize my follies; I’ll try to be brave, even if bitterness arises … Don’t push me away from you, don’t talk to me in anger; I still have my mind clear, the memories of the past … Come visit me at home, my son, I will not ask you for anything; just your presence and contemplate your face … Don’t leave me sad and alone, don’t put me to bed; the doctors are wrong, the pain is in the soul … ”
On Caring…
Care to give of yourself Someday you may need it too!
Age is no bar To create a value For age is just a number.
Experience of living, matters.
Treat life with care For life comes a full circle.
Life can at times be lonely Make time to be present In the life of those who need you.
Just a bit of your time A kind word or deed Will make all the difference.
Express kindness Your near and dear ones Need to sense it. Show empathy Share the love.
There are few gifts Of life in the living Like joy of laughter Like the happiness of smiles Like the sharing of loving kindness Like sensing of gratitude
They add to your life They heal your being Body mind and Soul. The more you have it And live expressing it The better the health of your heart.
A good thought A good deed A good laugh And all is well In the lightness of being.
Sail through life
Steering away from density
Be in the moment.
Live fully.
Rest easy sleep well
Be generous be mindful
Let your moves be wise
Choose well.
Be safe than sorry!
Let your boat of life be light
Burden it not by overloading
For it gets difficult to carry
The weight of your burdens
Be light and sail on
In the lightness of being.
The Isha Upanishad (ईशोपनिषद्, ‘īśopaniṣad’) is one of the shortest of the Upanishads, in form more like a brief poem than a philosophical treatise, consisting of 17 or 18 verses in total. The Upanishad constitutes the final chapter (adhyāya) of the Shukla Yajurveda and survives in two versions, called Kanva (VSK) and Madhyandina (VSM).
The Isha Upanishad is significant for its description of the nature of the “Supreme Being”, exhibiting monism or a form of monotheism, referred to as Isha “Lord”. It describes this being as “unembodied, omniscient, beyond reproach, without veins, pure and uncontaminated” (verse 8), one who “moves and does not move’, who is ‘far away, but very near as well'” and who “although fixed in abode is swifter than the mind” (verses 4 & 5).
The first verse of the text has been cited as of particular importance to Vedanta or to Hinduism as a whole.
Love boomerangs It is the very nature of love. For love generates more love In the sharing is creating In the creation is the spreading Of this heartfelt expansion called love.
Love is meant to flow For life to be sustained. Love flows its course In its own time. Such is the power of love Love when channeled In goodwill transforms the world.
In this love, life is lived In this love writers write Dancers dance, artists create Poetry flows, Singers sing All in the resonance of love.
Love envelopes the whole spirit Without fear or favor For love boomerangs Such is nature of love. Sweet Love!💙💜💙
Impermanent Manifestation
The beauty of life
Is in its vulnerability
As much as its resiliency
Take a tender blooming flower
It is fragile and delicate
But it expresses itself
With all its abilities.
It surely must be sensing
The morning’s vigour & vitality
The oppression of the afternoon sun
And the looming darkness of the night.
Yet it cares not that it’s time is limited
Or when the evening shadows befall
Its purpose is fulfilling for the world to see!
Such is the beauty of impermanency.
On Caring…
