Life is such that it changes in every now. Recognise the little things The sweet memories from the past Popping up in your mind. As you find your self Visiting your thoughts Sense the smile it brings to you. And at other times your memory Can make you melancholic In thoughts of dreams unfulfilled Perhaps circumstances alter life. Attribute it to life Change is the only constant Trust life to deliver well Acknowledge & accept the new, Find the delightful in it. Free your mind, sense gratitude Let go preconceived notions Find joy that is awaiting you.
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…
I gave myself permission to feel and experience all of my emotions. In order to do that, I had to stop being afraid to feel. In order to do that, I taught myself to believe that no matter what I felt or what happened when I felt it, I would be okay. Iyanla Vanzant
I love this powerful quote. It speaks to me of the strength within. Of valuing every emotion and it’s expression for what it is.
And most of all the strength of self belief in self assurance that all is well no matter what happens. It helps to be in touch with your feelings and make it your friend.
Whatever you feel is a way of channelizing your emotions. It heals you through expressions. It helps to acknowledge your emotions.
As you understand your emotions and feelings you become more self aware in life’s situations. It gives you the necessary strength and intelligence to tide through the rough times.
When your self-belief is strong, and faith is deep, nothing can rock your boat.
The paper is where it is On it the pen moves Driven by the hand The fingers of writer Holding the pen Waltzing on paper Shaping thoughts In a flow all its own. And the soul & spirit Of the writer imprints For eternity…
A writers soul emerges through the words written . A painters soul emanates from between the colours in the canvas The potters soul is afire in the fingers shaping the clay. The singers soul breathes in the sounds created by the voice. The dancers soul flows through in every movement in the moments.
The Soul is a restless wanderer It breathes free not in captivity, But in every movement of creation. It cannot be fathomed or even sensed Other than in the light of passion in the being. For then the soul shines in its own light For it has found its purpose of being.
‘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 Raj 
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