Creativity is a tenacity In passion for the art In labour of love In the depth of creativity There is ardent effort To fulfill the purpose of its being Towards the raison de etre
We are our thoughts & words We are our deeds & actions Yet we are our every cell Imprinted in interdependence We are connected intelligence Now that is, was & willbe We are fragmented fractals Coexisting as a whole. Nothing is accidental There is always a reason For the what why who, when and how? In every cell of our being Is a resonance in time Of our every behavior & attitude Altering the structure & alignment That will take course & effect. Through our entire life We are deeply interweaved In the tapestry of living.
Will never forget the words said to me years ago by one of my senior most dance student, the gentle and poised Margaret, after a few months of social dance sessions, “So far we were existing, now we are living! ”
Passion or profit It’s a juggling act If you put one before the other You are bound to feel displaced Between loving what you do and earning to your potential Between self expression & economics. Both have the due place in our lives. To sense harmony is to find your own balance Between the two!
Growth is a revelation To your own self So much of you Has outgrown the past The version of you That you would not relate In this now for life is changing As new versions of you Emerge in every moment You grow as you evolve.
Decision is often the difference between greatness and mediocrity. In every man’s life there comes a time when he must search for a cause, a work, an ideal to which he can give himself. Whether he says ‘Yes’ or ‘No’ to the challenge will determine his future.”
Some places Make you want time to go slow So you can soak in the experience In every moment spent Or bask in the glory Of a delightful day Yet how can you stop time To sense the flutter of the now In the breeze in flow Or the shooting star Or take in a whiff of fragrance of flowerbeds Drifting in the wind.
Some places Makes you want to shout out And scream for a little more time With all of you sensing Just that one precious fleeting moment in time
In life management Personal or professional It’s a juggling act With knives out Or on razors edge Yet seeming a seamless act Any balancing act is a feat For its a difficult challenge This ever changing now.
Yet life is in a flow Even in the changing Everything has a reason Somehow somewhere in time All finds clarity In this circle of life.
Life is truly a highway Without a U turn You can keep on steering Without pressing the brake Accelerate the speed or go slow But cannot stop for dear life The steering decides the journey