I was a little kid when I first came across this beautiful word Aurora …and then I read about the Polar Lights and was truly fascinated.
Back then I read as much as I could find in books before the age of the internet.
For many of us so far away from the poles this is often impossible to imagine beyond a blue sky… let alone the dancing lights.
Resharing this poem which is a dedication to Nature’s dance in the sky… all in the depth of my awe & fascination.
Spectre of brilliance
An opera in the sky
A dance of dazzling lights
Of colours flashing through.
Luminescent beyond compare
Magical spectacle of brilliance in the flow
An undulating waltz in the yonder
An unveiling of earth’s myriad wonders.
Such an ethereal vision
Mystical northern lights
Unbelievable, unforgettable
Awesomeness beyond mere words.
None can tell you what is the truth As much as you yourself can! Often a mentor , a guide a teacher Can take you near your truth But its all up to you to own yours
Every truth is colored by perspectives Of its own creation. Every person has a truth That needs to be reckoned with As the perspectives converge There is an emergence Of the truth of one’s being.
When they asked her to reveal her beauty secrets, Audrey Hepburn wrote this beautiful text that was later read at her funeral.
′′ To have attractive lips, speak kind words.
To have a loving look, look for the good side of people.
To look skinny, share your food with the hungry.
To have beautiful hair, let a child cross it with his own fingers once a day.
To have a beautiful poise, walk knowing you’re never alone, because those who love and loved you accompany you.
People, even more than objects, need to be fixed, spoiled, awakened, wanted and saved: never give up on anyone.
Remember, if you ever need a hand, you’ll find them at the end of both your arms.
When you become old, you will discover that you have two hands, one to help yourself, the second to help others.
The beauty of a woman is not in the clothes she wears, in her face or in her way of fixing her hair. The beauty of a woman is seen in her eyes, because that is the door open to her heart, the source of her love.
The beauty of a woman doesn’t lie in her makeup, but the true beauty in a woman is reflected in her soul.
It is the tenderness that gives love, the passion that it expresses.
Awareness happens in evolution In coherence of the changes In the circle of life and living All is in a constant flux of changes
In Awareness is the acknowledgement Of all that is was and will be As it seems, appears and may seem to appear or present itself
The plan is simple Allow Awareness to flow Embody in acknowledgement. In acceptance in accordance In consciousness of connection That manifest itself In the evolutionary plan.
Awareness may seem sporadic or even momentary But truly it is building itself in time Connecting dots in the pathway Beyond indifference towards coherence of the interconnects.
What is, is not all There is always more in hope That can manifests in time. All that is needed is patience And perseverance While imbibing in awareness.
If not now then when…
Will we distinguish the need and want
For between them is a line of balance
To understand in awareness
To acknowledge in understanding
Some needs are common to life & living.
But wants are more specific in nature.
The motivation of these wants
Is both intrinsic and extrinsic
Some wants are by nature
And some wants are formed in nurture.
To be motivated towards thinking
Of what to have and let go in time
Is a matter of discernment
In conscious consideration
A matter of introspection
To bring about waves of changes in action.
Moving beyond the apparent realities
It’s a matter of awareness of the imprints
Of life and living…
A subject of substantial deliberation
Not too common a pathway.
And yet an offbeat road leads to surprising revelations
