Your life is a result of your choices
From what you eat
What you watch
What you hear
What you speak
Whom you befriend
Whom you bear
Whom you meet
To the thoughts you think
It’s all in what you choose
To allow & let go.
Savvy
You choose
Category Archives: perspective
Weathering the storms
Wither not yourself away
Weathering the storms
Every life finds itself
In the whirlpool of chaos.
And often unfortunately so.
Pick yourself up
Dust away the doubts
Don your best attitude
And look ahead
At a not so distant time
And trust in yourself
For storms precede the calm.
Sense the strength of spirit
Moving towards your purpose
Know every storm has one
Find yourself on your way
To fulfilling your soul purpose.
Savvy
Allow and just be…
Allow yourself spirit to emanate joy
Allow the body to feel its contentment
Allow the self to embody peace
Allow the heart to open itself to possibilities
Allow the self to move in space and sense the freedom it offers.
Just be and allow
Valley of Reactivity
Between & betwixt spaces
Of pause and activity
In the thinking and doing
Overcome the challenges
Of the conflicts of being.
Move on from valleys of reactions
From impulsive actions
That stems from assumptions
Reach out in responsiveness
Being positively intentional
Leading to clarity
In the deeper listening.
Savvy
Perspective
How many times have you chosen peace ?
Quote of the day
Interplay of colours
Find balance in the blending…
Strangely true. Opposites attract.
Have added my painting to depict this quote I came across today..
The cynic finds love with the idealist. The rebel with the conformist. The social butterfly with the bookworm. They help each other balance their lives. Joyce Brothers
On Nature
The vibrancy of nature
The adaptability of creation
The constancy of change
The arresting colours
Unshackling of spirit
The inter connections
Soulful vibes and sounds
Imparting wisdom profound
And not to forget
The enthralling views
Are all things I love about nature
What about you?
The mirror speaks
Has the fire died in me?
I ask, looking at the mirror
The mirror answered
Look again dear,
Perhaps you have missed
The simmering coal in your gaze
Like molten magma…
Perhaps tears you cried
haven’t dried as yet
Misting the view.
Am just a mirror dear
A reflection at best
But even a mirror cannot miss
The smoldering eyes of passion
The demeanor that speaks
Of resilience no matter
The ravages of time.
Yet the warrior in you burning bright.
The scars etched on your face
Are a testament of times
Of standing tall in adversity
As the storms passed by.
You ask, “Is the fire in you gone “
I say, I see them in all of you …
In your face and stance.
In all of your body, spirit and soul.
Speaking with all of you.
The fight is not over
As the day is not done.
I saw this line ‘the fire has died ‘ and I was inspired to write this poem.
Your thoughts are welcome .
Savvy Raj
A calmer perspective
I have received this poem below through a social media forward.
And I think I needed to read it today.
It put many things in perspective.
You see, there have been some small and inexpensive things missing at home . We have two house helpers And I was not sure who is the culprit.
They have been with us for a while and I have senior parents who live at home so I was letting it go and keep calm, because it was easier as it was causing a lot of unnecessary confusion and doubt.
In the meantime two months ago I replaced one of them. And I had felt a sense of relief somehow. And today the other is about to go on leave for the customary annual holiday. It will mean a lot of work for me personally until I find a helper. Yet I have been feeling positive that better is happening and all is for a good reason. Sometimes we grin and bear for the fear of changing statesquo…
While I cannot get my lost things as I have no proof, I think I needed a calm perspective to help me find me a way…
While I do believe that we must take action on that which is within our control , these words touched a chord in me..
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
Meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
Because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
— Rumi
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