Beyond the name, I am the space between the breaths, the sum of my senses.
Beyond words, a witness & the resonance of infinite possibility.
Beyond deeds, I am the dance of life… Beyond speech, I am the breath that experiences life.
Life is a gift, granted in this lifetime. I ground myself in gratitude to simply be. 🙏
Join in with me for a moment of alignment… With the body, mind, heart, and spirit That houses and helps in evolving the soul. Infinite thanks to the parts That weaves us into a whole. 🙏
Master your mind,” they say, “Before it masters you.”
Acknowledge the truths of life, For the mind creates Countless thoughts.
Know the value of mindfulness. Being mindful is about self-awareness… To master the mind, Master your thoughts.
Become aware of this now. Whatever this moment is, Sense it, and breathe in it. Feel it, and be alive in it.
For the truth lives in every moment. What you decide to do in this “now” Has the power to change and rearrange Your state of being.
Life is precious. Have faith and trust. Stay hopeful with every breath, For the truth is, you can. After all, the mind works On exactly what you feed it.
An artist leaves much more than creativity in the artwork.
There is a voice in every frame, speaking deeply if you care to listen.
That voice carries the artist’s choices of color and composition, of style and strokes, of moods and feelings breathed into the birth of art.
The artist speaks through the work. The energy of the artist is embedded in words, in lines, in shapes and forms.
When a piece feels complete, the artist releases it to the world. And yet, the energy lives on, transforming itself through time and the spaces it inhabits.
Art is transformed again in translation and interpretation, reshaped by those who encounter it.
As creators, whether of images or words, our work continues to live, each viewer or reader sensing its energy uniquely. And so it flows… transforming itself in time.
If you were to think of the past challenges,what comes to mind as a strength you uncovered about your self that you wouldn’t have found any other way ?
When was the last time you felt the charismatic power of calm?
What does calm feel like to you in this now?
What is the distance between you and your sense of calm?
Where & how do you think you can find your calm?
The morning moments
My morning moments have the preciousness of calm for me.I choose dawn to intend the calm for the day ahead. In the quiet moments of dawn where the world is still sleeping, I find my creative state of flow. Although I have been able to connect with my calm through the day, the vibes of this part of the day resonate so much. The early morning sets the tone of the day for me.
Every thought has its own flow Every word finds its own space Every space has its own synchrony Every sound its own frequency Every element, its own energy Lets enjoy the space between the steps. And acknowledge the harmony in the synergy…
PS : A simple take on life so far, and in witnessing life & the living around me. I know life cannot be summed up in a word and there is much I want to add for every decade… moreover some words I have described may be experienced earlier or later.
It is the nature of rain To wash away the dust Until it’s clean and green. Yet, too much rain Floods and destroys. Such is the truth of nature.
Each element of nature Is balanced with the other. The dry lands help sustain the wetlands… One supports another To sustain and thrive. Such is the truth of nature.
Desert
Desert sand blows in the wind… Winds carry the dust Across the world, Over lands and water, Finding new settlements.
The truth of nature Is the interconnections. The kind that keeps us alive, The kind we may not realize, The kind we need to emulate In this now and for our future, To survive and thrive.
Just think…
If nature survives through quiet reciprocity, perhaps our own survival depends on learning to receive what is given, and giving what is needed.
Todays freeverses are inspirations that arrived from contemplations with Anjana, my dear mother.
Are you the kind who travels back in time, Rereading pages you’ve already turned? Sensing memories and vivid imagery Reflected in the lines.
Do you leave a bookmark behind, Making your presence felt and remembered?
Or are you the kind who reads on the go, Welcoming whatever comes your way? The kind who leaves yesterday in its place, Eager to explore new horizons… Aspiring to look ahead, to move forward, And experience so much more of life.
Sometimes we turn back the pages to honor the words that shaped us.
And sometimes we choose to look forward at the horizon ahead…
The truth of love is acceptance… The kind that is unconditional. It asks not another To change and fit a mold, Nor expects you to compromise your values.
The truth of love is realization Of your heart’s expansion, And seeing the possibilities Amidst life’s myriad challenges.
The truth of love is freedom From control and suppression. True love breathes free And lives life lovingly.
In reflection… Ultimately, love is not a destination or a demand; it is a quiet, daily momentum. It is the conscious choice to move through a complex world and simply live life lovingly.
Love is not a bond that ties us down, but an expansion that sets us free…
If love is an expansion rather than a bond, what is one unspoken demand you can release today to let your relationships breathe freer?
The inspiration for these verses in flow arrived in the moment I started commenting on this interesting poem and its take on love.
This piece was directly inspired by a reader’s kind and generous comment on my previous poem, Interwoven. The poem spoke of the universal source (nature, sun, ocean).
This poem is the sequel speaking of the internal journey (storms, dust settling).
In reflection I leave you with a thought…
If every ending is merely the source reshaping itself, how can we embrace the transitions of our lives not with fear, but as an endless beginning to practice the art of living life lovingly?
Savvy Raj 
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