Dare to dream
And sense it manifesting in time.
Dare to dream
And sense it manifesting in time.
You are given an opportunity to travel to beautiful locales on work or pleasure ,in a country so far away from your own
Everything is wonderful and picturesque…
Yet, you are traveling along with people/ or paired with a person of completely different interests.
If you are a morning person and they are late risers
If you like walking and they like to rest more.
If you like to explore museums and art scenes and they have no interest in anything art
If you want to experience new culture by meeting new people and connecting with them than simply trying out food .
What if you want quick bites on the go and they like fancy dining experiences.
What if you want to start early and you are exasperated as they prefer late afternoon after a lazy lunch…
What if you are up and ready to go and they take a really long time to get ready 🤔
You like to capture experiences and rejoice in the memories and they have no particular interest in photography.
When you like to have a conversation freely and they are too busy or too silent, you often realise its better to remain silent unless spoken to even if there is company.
What would you do …
You make things right for you!
Let’s see, it’s not all that bad
You are in a new location….
You realise its better to have some company than traveling alone in some places at least.
You begin to appreciate the environment and yourself in it.
You appreciate others who are around.
You pay extra interest in people and places, the quirkiest, even the strangest and most peculiar things as much as the ordinary seem to matter somehow.
You try to find happiness in whatever you see.
You adapt to things as it comes.
You accept everything, as your life’s myriad moments.
You remember to focus on the positives acknowledge the good in them and move on…
Happiness is in you!
Tommorow is another new day!
In the deepest of chaos
In times of turmoil
Between the heart and mind
Ask your self
What matters most?
And you will find guidance
That steers you on the path
That’s meant for you.
Happened to see this amazing work of art, and just had to share…
Creativity is a tenacity
In passion for the art
In labour of love
In the depth of creativity
There is ardent effort
To fulfill the purpose of its being
Towards the raison de etre
Passion or profit
It’s a juggling act
If you put one before the other
You are bound to feel displaced
Between loving what you do and earning to your potential
Between self expression & economics.
Both have the due place in our lives.
To sense harmony is to find your own balance
Between the two!
Decision is often the difference between greatness and mediocrity. In every man’s life there comes a time when he must search for a cause, a work, an ideal to which he can give himself. Whether he says ‘Yes’ or ‘No’ to the challenge will determine his future.”
Taking any difficult decision
Without sitting on the fence
Is not always easy
For it may take all of you
More than what you are ready to commit at times
And yet its liberating
Once you have a decision made
For there is clarity in thoughts
To set things in motion
Leading you to your purpose.
Do what you do
With all of you
The results start to show
In ways unimaginable
For the power of you
Is understood then
In the moment of truth
Making the impossibles possible
Such is truth of life.
So do all that you do
With the best of you
Succinctly expressed simple truth of life and living…
Do your best and live life with conscientiously.
You will be valued for who you are.
It all begins with belief
In believing you can
And that there is always hope
For the better in every way
For it takes you places
And makes things happen
Such is the power of belief
Profound and precious
Every move in self-belief
Allows you to get closer
To the truth of you!
Another inspiring story translation from tamil forward by my mother Anjana.
A gardener one day saw a bird’s nest in his garden. Out of curiosity he peeped inside and saw a few eggs laid inside it.
Next day he was happy to see small tiny cracks on the eggshells. He realised th eggs are getting ready to hatch . His curiosity increased.
For the he next few days , every day he will see the how the eggs are and happy to see the cracks getting bigger. His expectations kept on increasing.
One day he saw the eggs moving and the little tiny birds were struggling inside to break open the wall and come out of their confined space .
He felt sad for the birds as they have to struggle so much. He wanted to help them . So he softly made the cracks big enough to make their work easy.
The next morning he went with lot of expectations to see the little birds out of the eggs without struggle. He was disappointed to see there was no change. It was same as he had kept the day before.
For the next couple of days it went on. The eggs remained the same . There was no movement. Then one day he was shocked to see lot of ants all over the eggs and found all the tiny birds dead inside.
His heart ached to see this . He was very sad. His friend who saw him asked the reason. When he told what had happened , his friend told, ” You are the reason for their death. Out of your love n expectation you killed them. “
“Me ? How?”
“Yes , only you are responsible.
When the little birds are ready to come out , their little wings and legs will move slowly giving it strength. It will break open the shell with the help of its beak n body. It is a natural process . If you had left it their way by now all the little ones must have come out and flew from their nest in a few days. A normal delivery would have happened.
The gardener was shattered when he realised his folly.
As parents we are doing the same to our children. We protect them with so much care and precautions to safe guard them from any pain or suffering.
We fail to make them know the value of sweat, the worth of labour and the struggling path to success. We want to give them all ready in a platter. Our mentality is’ I’ve suffered a lot. My children should not’.
We forget that our overprotective love will make them weak and some day when they face life with its realities , they will suffer.
Let us make them walk the path and watch them grow as individuals with inner strength. When needed be there to guide. How long can they walk catching your fingers. Let them walk alone. Let them fall and learn to rise on their own. Let them make their own path . Watch them from a distance. Applaud them.
This is not a bird’s story.
It is a life lesson for our children.
With a rich imprint of lessons
The past is behind you
Full of hope & promise
The future is yet to reveal itself
The now is the present
It shows up in myriad ways.
Can we learn from the past
And apply it to this moment
Can we shape this now
And make it matter
Can we breathe in kindness
And make a difference
For this now and forever.
All we need is a willingness
To accept a shift in perspectives.
What’s going to Matter
Is the way we use our skills
Each of us is uniquely blessed
But how we choose to be
Is in our hands
Skills are just tools
But your emotions and thoughts can alter life
Let it guide you to do better
Transform your attitude to life and living
Life evolves for the better.
A new day
A new role
A new path
For the start of something new
Inhaling to align in the new
Exhaling to let go the spurious
All in hope, trust, faith
And belief in the way
Of true abundance.
Just having the courage to express ourselves, we open ourselves to a vulnerable and creative self that is the light in us shining through….:)
Great things can come in little packages
Like a Bonsai perhaps
Standing majestic and magnificent
No matter the proportions
But what does it endure to be?
Life without freedom
Is a life of constraints & restraints
A life of arrested development
Is beauty winning over freedom to be
Is the desire for aesthetics and a taste of experimentation
more important than freedom for living life fully
Stunting growth is no way beautiful
Be it Shackles on feet with chains or tight shoes in the name of beauty
On the other end there are many examples of prejudices of beauty working itself in society.
Delibrate acts of elongating necks with chains of gold is considered a norm in some parts of the world
Why is life so brutal to life
In the name of beauty?