I captured this random picture of resilience standing tall and proud along the way in the form of a full grown tree. It was during one of my trips to coastal areas of India. The state of the trunk caught my attention.
Just a message of no matter what is taken away , there is always hope of growth on the anvil.
If we care to observe resilience imprints on every life , we will probably develop a deeper understanding of life in the living and learn to respect and nurture it.
I wrote this poem below years ago. I had no idea about who Julia Hill was back then. And today I was reminded of my poem, when I came across her story. She is an American Activist who saved Luna the redwood tree by living in it to prevent loggers from cutting off the tree and […]
Touch beyond the feelingSense beyond the seeingMove beyond the doingListen beyond the hearingEngage beyond the workingGive beyond the gainingThink beyond the worryingPlay beyond the winningBlend beyond the borderingInvolve beyond the trainingShare beyond the owningWill beyond the tryingHelp beyond the supportingHeal beyond the treatingFlow beyond the envisioningCare beyond the lovingDare beyond the comfortingExplore beyond the limitingReach […]
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.
There was a time when the day started with a greeting at the light of dawn Now it all starts with the light of mobile screen There was a time when travellers used to chat with one another. Now traveling is to update status and post photos. There was a time when writing meant using […]
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