Travelling in Creativity
Musings in the mulling
Beyond bars, timeless
Harmony in syñchromy
Travelling in Creativity
Musings in the mulling
Beyond bars, timeless
Harmony in syñchromy
Sharing my artwork today …
Yes You Can
If you only see
The myriad patterns
And colours of life
You will live to create
If you could only believe
In the vividly of the moments
If you could only sense
The magic life is meant to be
Paint your life with joy in the flow
Unwrap this gift of life lovingly!
Just believe you can
And yes you can.
Crown shyness is a phenomenon observed in fully grown trees of the same or often even different species where they maintain a distance between themselves and do not touch each other at the top forming a canopy with interesting gaps possibly for sunlight to enter or even to keep leaf eating insects from spreading .
There is much to understand and learn from nature
It’s amazing to see the wisdom of nature manifest in so many different ways around us.
Spatial awareness between trees are a striking example of the wisdom of balance in nature
There is always a reason, a wisdom we are yet to know…
It is the very nature of Nature
To be the great balancer
To know when to rise and fall.
To know when to give and take.
To maintain the equilibrium.
A dedication and fond wishes to my daughter on her Graduation Day!
Congratulations and many blessings!!!!👏 ❤️ 🙌
Today as I prepare to attend my daughters graduation ceremony in one of the prestigious institutions in France, serendipitous moments washes over me of the many memories of nurturing my child.
I present here, one of my older posts written when my daughter was a growing teenager… but still true in every word.
On Staying Happy In the Now….
As a mother of a growing teenager I have been witnessing a number of amazing experiences that only a mother and child are privy to and I hold each of these moments close to my heart. I watch as my child is evolving into a vivacious yet emotionally intelligent teen, bubbly,full of life yet practical and sensible with a heart and mind of her own.
Although my heart oft yearns for some of these wonderful moments to stay on forever, I know I have got to let it go, as time and tide waits for none. But each time I have this immense respect for this power of the infinite to carry on creating, and wonder where all this harnessing of energies is taking place. And to this divine form, which could possibly be creative feminism or the power of Shakti, the creator I humbly bow and hope that you bestow some of latent creative potential on all the beings around for them to evolve to the best of their beings .
Coming back to the silent amazement that I feel is the way in which a child is moving from a situation of pure bliss of ignorance on to the happy in the here and now state of existence and later on moves on to a state of awareness of the world with all its actions and consequences.
Gradually the child starts searching a meaning to this life and its relation to the world at large.
More than everything else I watch as the curiosity leads to discoveries and at times frustrations to accomplishments.
I, as a parent can try to necessitate an awareness in my child to be holistic in her thinking process. For instance, from a very young age, if reading and writing are made an enjoyable habit, it definitely hones & helps balance thoughts, as one learns to be aware as well as acknowledge the sequence of changes bound to happen…
After all change is inevitable and the natural order of growth . It enables one to have a beginning, middle and an end to a thought or action and thus helps you learn to be present in the moment and also let it go. This makes you less prone to being a victim of situations & circumstances of life.
Happy in the here and now is a wonderful habit to cultivate for all of us; however it is equally necessary to have a focus in life and necessitate actions towards that goal and evolve further. This adds meaning in to life and life begets the ultimate satisfaction of having lived consciously.
Loving every moment of life and learning to be aware and conscious of each moment as it passes by is a fact ,which also can be so easily learned watching your own child grow…
Thank you dear child as you teach me the lessons of life and living fine.
To all my Care giving friends the lightworkers , the mentors and spiritual guiders, the motivators and healers on their special journey stepping in tandem with their calling! Keep going… you are on track!
For you get what you asked for
In one way or another
For the form and shape of things
As they come to you
To have yours intentions arrive
Before you even know!
An interesting share
All Fused Bulbs are the Same !
A senior executive retired and shifted from his palatial official quarters to the housing society, where he owned a flat.
He considered himself big and never talked to anyone.
Even while walking in the society park every evening, he ignored others, looking at them with contempt.
One day, it somehow transpired that an elderly person sitting beside him started a conversation, and they continued to meet.
Every conversation was mostly a monologue with the retired executive harping on his pet topic,
Nobody can imagine the big post and high position I held before retirement;
I came here due to compulsions”; and so on, and the other elderly person used to listen to him quietly.
After many days, when the retired executive was inquisitive about others, the elderly listener opened his mouth and said,
After retirement, we are all like fused bulbs.
It does not matter what a bulb’s wattage was, how much light or glitter it gave, after it gets fused.
He continued, “I have been living in this society for the last 5 years and have not told anyone that I was a Member of the Parliament for two terms.
On your right, over there is Vermaji, who retired as General Manager in Indian Railways.
Over there is Singh Saheb, who was a Major General in the Army.
That person sitting on the bench in spotless white dress is Mehraji, who was the chief of ISRO before retirement.
He hasn’t revealed it to anyone, not even to me, but I know.”
All fused bulbs are now the same – whatever its wattage was – 0, 10, 40, 60, 100 watts – it doesn’t matter now.
Neither does it matter what type of bulb it was before it got fused – LED, CFL, Halogen, Incandescent, fluorescent, or decorative.
And that, my friend, applies to you too.
The day you understand this, you will find peace and tranquillity even in this housing society.
The rising sun as well as the setting sun are both beautiful and adorable.
But, in reality, the rising sun gets more importance and adoration, and is even worshipped , whereas the setting sun is not given the same reverence.
It is better to understand this sooner than later.
Our current designation, title and power are not permanent.
Keeping lot of emotions with these things only complicate our life when we lose this one day.
Remember that when the game is over, the king and the pawn go back in the same box.
Enjoy what you have today . Have a fabulous time ahead….
Painting is an iterative journey
Full of surprises in the flow
Something to stumble upon
To follow on & find meaning.
In letting go of the control
You begin to see the guidance
Forming in the impressions
Sometimes subtle or strong
As the brush moves on canvas
Leaving imprints of colours
Patterning itself in a narrative
Creating a purpose for itself.
Painting is a tool in trusting
In faith, in the discovery
Shaping itself through you
Bridging beyond in the now.
A state of coexistence
With ourselves and the world
Where we can nurture our best potential
That envisions beyond compare.
There are summers, full of fun
And more spring times, to come.
There is the beauty of mountains to envision
And snow times to chill…
Our days are yet to unravel
Countless sights of beautý to savour
Evenings to dance to some great country music.
And there is the beckonning of starry nights yet to behold …
While there will be days of thunder and lightning.
Till the storms pass on and the sun is shining
It is truly amazing when the simple love for life
And a lttle bit of hope pulls us through …
So its truly a long kiss to goodnight.
From my verses…Hope is here to stay!
Love of art, can build bridges..
6 bridges in Venice – Wisdom, hope, love, help, faith & friendship 🇮🇹
By sculptor Lorenzo Quinn.
“The hand holds so much power – the power to love, to hate, to create, to destroy.” 👉
Sharing a few words from my mother’s musings…
Do not use such words that can hurt anothers heart.
Do not love anyone that you become their slave.
On wisdom of moderation
Do not continue arguments till it becomes a fight.
On checking desires
Do not desire so much that it spoils your peace of mind.
On Anger management
Do not get so angry that your face turns red.
On letting go
Do not keep enemity till someone dies.
On mindful action
Do not do actions that brings hatred in other’s minds.
On letting go worry
Do not worry so much that you have to shed tears for that.
On Give and take
Whatever you get are other’s gift to you.
Whatever you lost are the opportunities given to others.
Hunger is the reason for disease in a poor man’s house.
Excess food is the reason for disease in a rich man’s house.
TIME is just and honest. That’s why it never waits for anyone.
Love heals like no other
A good measure of love
Is the best antidote
To the grieving heart
True love is accommodating
Without force & compulsion
It’s ever-expansive and inclusive
Love spreads messages of hope
Kindles goodwill in aching hearts
Age no matter love springs forth enthusiasm for life and living
Such is the power of love!
In the stillness of the now
Is a divine orchestration.
Of the rapturous flow
Of the beauty of nature
And its wonder in awe!
All is peace All is well!