My sincere thanks to Dr Sridhar for nominating me for a ‘3 day Lyric Challenge’
Please do check his wonderful blog at
Philosophy Through Photography
And dwell into the philosophical angle of his photos which is his interest as well.
Hence the apt title.
My choice for Day 3 of the Lyrical Challenge is
I hope you dance By Lee Ann Womack
This song is about taking chances and not being afraid to try something new.
I hope you dance
I hope you never lose your sense of wonder You get your fill to eat but always keep that hunger May you never take one single breath for granted God forbid love ever leave you empty handed I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance I hope you dance
I hope you never fear those mountains in the distance Never settle for the path of least resistance Livin’ might mean takin’ chances, but they’re worth takin’ Lovin’ might be a mistake, but it’s worth makin’ Don’t let some Hellbent heart leave you bitter When you come close to sellin’ out, reconsider Give the heavens above more than just a passing glance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
I hope you dance (Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along) I hope you dance
I hope you dance (Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder) I hope you dance (Where those years have gone?)
I hope you still feel small when you stand beside the ocean Whenever one door closes I hope one more opens Promise me that you’ll give faith a fighting chance And when you get the choice to sit it out or dance
Dance
I hope you dance I hope you dance (Time is a wheel in constant motion always rolling us along) I hope you dance (Tell me who wants to look back on their years and wonder?)
Rules:
1.Thank the person who nominated you.
2.Share one of your favorite song/lyrics one at a time for three days.
3.Nominate three other bloggers each day.
And delve into the philosophical angle of his photos which is his interest as well.
Hence the apt title.
My choice for Day 2 lyrical challenge is
Blowin’ in the Wind
Bob Dylan
How many roads must a man walk down
Before you call him a man?
How many seas must a white dove sail
Before she sleeps in the sand?
Yes, ‘n’ how many times must the cannon balls fly
Before they’re forever banned?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Yes, ‘n’ how many years can a mountain exist
Before it’s washed to the sea?
Yes, ‘n’ how many years can some people exist
Before they’re allowed to be free?
Yes, ‘n’ how many times can a man turn his head
And pretend that he just doesn’t see?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Yes, ‘n’ how many times must a man look up
Before he can see the sky?
Yes, ‘n’ how many ears must one man have
Before he can hear people cry?
Yes, ‘n’ how many deaths will it take till he knows
That too many people have died?
The answer, my friend, is blowin’ in the wind
The answer is blowin’ in the wind
Rules:
1.Thank the person who nominated you.
2. Share one of your favourite song/lyrics one at a time for three days.
3. Nominate three other bloggers each day.
And dwell into the philosophical angle of his photos which is his area of deep interest as well.
Hence the apt title.
My choice for Day 1 of the Lyrical Challenge is byLeonard Cohen’s
Dance Me To The End Of Love”
As you click on his name above, you will see the link to my earlier dedication to this wonderful artist.
Have posted one of my favourite video of this song here . Do watch!
Here are the lyrics…
Dance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic ’til I’m gathered safely in
Lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Oh let me see your beauty when the witnesses are gone
Let me feel you moving like they do in Babylon
Show me slowly what I only know the limits of
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of loveDance me to the wedding now, dance me on and on
Dance me very tenderly and dance me very long
We’re both of us beneath our love, we’re both of us above
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of loveDance me to the children who are asking to be born
Dance me through the curtains that our kisses have outworn
Raise a tent of shelter now, though every thread is torn
Dance me to the end of loveDance me to your beauty with a burning violin
Dance me through the panic till I’m gathered safely in
Touch me with your naked hand or touch me with your glove
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Dance me to the end of love
Rules:
1.Thank the person who nominated you.
2.Share one of your favorite song/lyrics one at a time for three days.
3.Nominate three other bloggers each day.
Communion: A boundless bond An artwork by Savvy Raj
When one reaches a realm where every thought trangresses the personal self and senses are transmuted to infinity.
Where there are no boundaries of feeling bound, where every connection is a give and the sharing extends much beyond the taking with unconditional love and grace in every action.
Where being in touch with one’s most conscious self, there are no disappointments,failures, stress or pressure of approvals or disapproval.
Where the body mind and spirit feels alive to every moment that life has to offer…in a nonjudgmental space that is acknowledging of one another as they are…
There is an acknowledgement ofSubtlety and Grace of Transpersonal Love.
Universally this stream of unconditional love is flowing in all beings and its just a matter of time and energy to bring this to conscious awareness.
And I reshare this post thanks to the lovely quote share by my dear friend Ashok Subarao who thoughfully sends inspiring quotes and pictures for me to write and paint on .
This quote share by William Blake resonated deeply with what I had written on Transpersonal Love . So I simply had to incorporate it here and what was interesting to me to note was how the image colours of the quote you sent and matched so beautifully with my painting drawn back in time .
PS: If you find yourself drawn to this picture like I did , do include your immediate thoughts below whatever comes to you . Am keen to understand and learn more… I would truly appreciate your effort.Thank you .
Art can have different connotations and lead to diverse reflections. To propose peace, to promote healing, to propel the power of art or provoke is a choice in the hands of the artist .
Art : Creating in the Interconnects
In the context of conscious evolution, to value the thoughts that goes into any art is to accept and respect uniqueness of the being and value the tuning into the oneness in the interconnects.
From creating art, to assimilating and amalgamating the thoughts structurally, all are uniquely diverse yet interconnected expressions of the evolutionary process.
“May the warm winds of heaven blow softly upon your house.
May the Great Spirit bless all who enter there.
May your mocassins make happy tracks in many snows,
And may the rainbow always touch your shoulder.”
A beautiful American Indian Cherokee Blessing that someone sent across to me. Thank you my friend wherever you are … 😊 This I share with all my friends here today.
There was a time when the day started with a greeting at the light of dawn
Now it all starts with the light of mobile screen
There was a time when travellers used to chat with one another.
Now traveling is to update status and post photos.
There was a time when writing meant using a pen and paper.
Now all it mean, is clicking of buttons on a keyboard.
There was a time, when postman were eagerly awaited.
Now that is all a thing of the past.
There was a time when movies were a family affair.
Now Netflix on phone makes everyone watch on their own.
There was a time when children learned from parents.
Now it is children who teach it all to their parents.
There was a time when holidays at home meant board games & conversations
Now all the catching up is on What app and Facebook.
There was a time when life had time to catch up with one another.
Now life runs after time to catch up with time.
With the advent of times,
The sense of family is fast disappearing.
Each lives for themselves and prefers their own company.
Each spends and cares more for their gadgets than people around them.
With the apathy and indifference that abounds,
The Social recluses we are all becoming confounds.
Such is the time we live in today…
Wonder what future we have, to reckon with?
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