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
Great to have garden
Tending to each plant
Makes us happy
And yet the world seems lonely
For we have forgotten
The power of community.
Of strength in the interconnects
Of unity in togetherness
The bends without breaking
For in tending to our own garden
We forget the paths in between
The You and I
We forget the give and take
We forget care for one another
We forget sharing the joys & woes
Of life and living
Instead we sit alone
In our self built fences & walls.
We think we are happy alone
Little realizing the effects
Of being lonely…
Savvy
When every breath is a consciousness
In awareness
Of the divine energy of life.
Of its presence in every inhale and exhale.
Between two breaths and the spaces within.
But this awareness needs cultivation…
Of mindful breathing as a practice for a life time.
In it is the spirit of life
And our own spirituality… influenced and constituted, strengthened in each mindful breath
Hopefully…
A work in progress✨️ 🙏✨️
Savvy
An old man meets a young man who asks:
“Do you remember me?”
And the old man says no. Then the young man tells him he was his student, And the teacher asks:
“What do you do, what do you do in life?”
The young man answers:
“Well, I became a teacher.”
“ah, how good, like me?” Asks the old man.
“Well, yes. In fact, I became a teacher because you inspired me to be like you.”
The old man, curious, asks the young man at what time he decided to become a teacher. And the young man tells him the following story:
“One day, a friend of mine, also a student, came in with a nice new watch, and I decided I wanted it.
I stole it, I took it out of his pocket.
Shortly after, my friend noticed the his watch was missing and immediately complained to our teacher, who was you.
Then you addressed the class saying, ‘This student’s watch was stolen during classes today. Whoever stole it, please return it.’
I didn’t give it back because I didn’t want to.
You closed the door and told us all to stand up and form a circle.
You were going to search our pockets one by one until the watch was found.
However, you told us to close our eyes, because you would only look for his watch if we all had our eyes closed.
We did as instructed.
You went from pocket to pocket, and when you went through my pocket, you found the watch and took it. You kept searching everyone’s pockets, and when you were done you said ‘open your eyes. We have the watch.’
You didn’t tell on me and you never mentioned the episode. You never said who stole the watch either. That day you saved my dignity forever. It was the most shameful day of my life.
But this is also the day I decided not to become a thief, a bad person, etc. You never said anything, nor did you even scold me or take me aside to give me a moral lesson.
I received your message clearly.
Thanks to you, I understood what a real educator needs to do.
Do you remember this episode, professor?
The old professor answered, ‘Yes, I remember the situation with the stolen watch, which I was looking for in everyone’s pocket. I didn’t remember you, because I also closed my eyes while looking.’
This is the essence of teaching:
If to correct you must humiliate; you don’t know how to teach “
Learn the form, but seek the formless. Hear the soundless. Learn it all, then forget it all.Learn The Way, then find your own way.
The silent monk from the Forbidden kingdom
I love this wisdom of The Way
In trying to control
You realize in time
You never can have it all
In fact the more you try to do
You realize how unbalanced you are.
To find balance
You meet stillness in the listening
For it vibrates it’s own music.
Hear in silence and you sense it.
You don’t need to try too hard
What is meant to be found appears.
You don’t need to overstretch
You simply need to ease in to connect deeply.
©Savvy Raj
Nature is magnificence
Teaching great lessons in humility.
Nature is amazing grace
As she holds within
The truths of the universe
The secret of the stars
As well as the sounds of silence
She is a dance in the stillness
Nature is flow and flow is nature Nature is life. And life flows…
©Savvy Raj
As the brush strokes the canvas
It captures the artists essence
From the whispers of the heart
To the directions of the mind
Different strokes may appear
With the same thoughts
Different thoughts may arise
From the same strokes.
What whispers will art capture today?
©Savvy Raj
‘The silence between our actions or movements becomes the bridge to our conscious experiences. The greater our awareness, the greater the creative potency of the action itself.
Savvy
Someone asked me what spiritual growth means to me …
Here is what I spoke about in a nutshell
Harmony in mind body & spirit Integration in Self awareness
Developing greater understanding & Empathy
Humility & Kindness
Humanity & Compassion.
Living in the lightness of being
Acknowledging Grace in Gratitude
Sensing true freedom to be…for the self and others.
To flow with life in serenity. Sensing the joy in the ordinary.
It’s about acknowledging & sensing the space in around me
It’s about giving in the receiving and receiving in the giving
Witnessing the evolving patterns and freeing the self from limitations of the mind.
Evolving in the learnings, valuing the connection built in time.
A mindful & heartful practice in conscious awareness.
Letting go of unnecessary things
Understanding the value
Of the gift of life
Making life meaningful.
Living life lovingly!
And in knowing it’s so much more….
Please feel free to add what spiritual growth means to you?
©Savvy Raj
Meditation is simply
A dedication of time
For your own self care.
It’s a way to tune inwards
In witness mode.
In the stillness as the mind quietens
Begins the path of your own
In self – expansion beyond self- limitations
Meditation is a choice you make
Unfolding the limitless potential you hold within.
Savvy
When I sit alone watching the dance of my breath ,
Witnessing the thoughts that arise like waves,.
Aware of my breath passing through my every cell,
Awakening to the transient nature of all,
Detatching gradually from the external me,
My inner eye witness the illuminated real I,
Connecting with the Cosmos in harmony,
Envelops the sense of infinity.
Where all is one ,
One is all.
The Blissful Eternal Truth.
Anjana
A share from my mothers diary.
Life as a couple
Has its own challenges
Yet what matters is trust
In a loving relationship.
Trust that makes you feel safe
That makes you sense security
And value for being you.
To be heard, & loved as you are.
Often expectations from one partner
To toe the line and accept everything
Brings in uncomfortable silences
Or unwanted arguments and conflicts
Breaking a relationship gradually.
Perhaps it is about negligence
Or lack of consideration & care
Perhaps it’s about lack of empathy
Or even inequality that creates a gap
That widens in time and cracks
The strongest of partners.
Compromise or need
May keep them staying together
Just existing not living a life.
The show goes on…
Until it one day becomes unbearable.
And the inevitable truth tumbles.
These words above are deeply interlinked in the flow of thoughts that arose after I read a translation by my mother from a Tamil quote forwarded on Social media.
Interesting to note it is from a divorced husband after 10 years of realization.
‘Don’t show your pride before your wife.
She came to you just believing in you
Not your relatives.
My property
My earnings
My will
Then who is she?
What is the meaning of her life with you?
Can’t she have her dreams, her desires, to be fulfilled with you?
On reading this message
Something more rankled my mind
The question of expectations
To be fulfilled by the partner.
It’s never about needs
Being fulfilled by the other
But with one another.
In todays world
It’s about finding time
To be present in the now
With one another.
How many agree?
Savvy
In the depth of silence
Is the dance of stillness
Unfolding untold stories
Echoing in pathways as destiny
Are dreams of the masterplanner
Embracing the solitude
Gracing the silence
There is a hush
Without a whisper
A painting evolves
Sparking the soul
As the brush gently glides
Texturing a tapestry of weaves
Of infinite intentions
Forging the known and unknown
Finding the souls sanctuary
Setting the cadence
Through the choice of the soul
Aligning the narrative
In the quietude of the inner balance
Destinies entwine.
Savvy
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