Covid has come Covid will go Herd immunity Now at play Will leave With markings Of a common flu
And yet the waves Will leave us Imprints of Resilience In the cells of our being Progressively in time But speaking of the future If we are able to see Beyond the nightmare Of the past
There is a shift In the way of life Of the way of living At work & at play The impacted have wisened Earlier than others But there is an awareness No less in the rethinking Of the workplace that works From physical to hybrid.
Exploring possibilities With our virtual connections With precious commute time saved Families have sensed the togetherness Experienced the pros & cons of wfh Yet work has continued Buisness collapsed yet many revived Reinventing the ways of work
A sense of knowing prevails All is not lost For technology has come in aid Of mankind at its hour of need A semblance of normalcy regained But with a redesigned version Of what is the new normal Organization operates Repattererned in the sensing Of what is redundant And what actually works! Hope is here to stay…
Today in this moment Are you ready To partner with peace Do you have the power Of a grateful heart That knows to live light And waltz in harmony with life!
Throwback to last week when I recorded a demo and forgot about it
Shown here is one of the riskiest parts of the process — removing myself from the fragile balance without disturbing it.
In order to balance something like this, I usually need to basically wrap my body around it while sitting and building.. using knees to hug / stabilize the lower section(s) like a scaffold. But once I find zero, I need to remove my body without causing the structure to collapse.. on my body.. it’s when I’m most vulnerable.
But as seen here, I keep my gaze firmly on the structure while maneuvering my body away. It’s like a weird hyper focus where I’m spatially entranced on the relative positions of the rocks, and if any data point deviates from the whole, I have maybe a second to react before it becomes dangerous, especially for my left hand here which is planted on the stump I was sitting on, hoisting my body away.. if that top decides to fall on that hand, bones would likely break… not a situation where I can afford to break focus.
Some self removals are easier than others — it really just depends on a firm hold for my right hand behind me, the sensitivity of the structure itself, and what the wind is doing..
To a true artist The medium is immaterial Everything is association The elements converge Every thing connects Subtlety emerges distinctly Dancing to the winds of change
Inner motivation leads the way To find meaningful expressions In the myriad manifestations Even in the seemingly banal existence Creativity sparks from everywhere. Such is state of fractal flow Of Art & Artistry.
But then is there a true or fake artist? For beauty is in the eyes of the beholder And possibilities of creativity infinite Art is a moment of reckoning Of acknowledgement and appreciation Evoking critical responses & feedbacks In support or diversity of emotions Forming new patterns in the experiences Invoking the spirit of creation Once more… Savvy
Peace is a state of being More than just a state of mind Peace needs consistent practice You have to nurture your heart Towards a state of peaceful being
The mind wanders in a million ways The heart flutters at a moment’s notice Such is the way of life and living So let your dancing heart & mind Find their way towards coexistence Acknowledging each of their diverse states.
Let their potential converge to strengthen Let the sense of peace be understood well Until peace becomes of a way of life. Care to protect your peace.
Savvy Raj 
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