I write when I am charged with an idea, an inspiration. Or perhaps when there is nothing else to do.
I write to balance my emotions whenever it needs equilibrium.
I write to flow with the moment with a thought that aligns as it calls on and emerges into a pattern in prose or verse.
I write to understand better when thoughts overpower…overstimulate the mind.
I write to let go of all that comes to my mind which I feel and hope can make a positive difference somewhere to someone reading me.
I write at times in deliberation too, to process and synthesize new understandings.
I write to unshackle from the many convictions I may unknowingly hold. As I write they break loose from restrictive spaces and help to align my thoughts in the sifting.
I write to express the bounties of life that I’m blessed to enjoy in gratitude.
I write to sense the bliss of being with all of me in the moment.
I write to radiate the positive intentions in hope & gratitude.
The awesomeness of pink delights
A tree, a path, a bench in the sunlight. Lovely sight with a spark of romance
A breath of freshness, a hint of fragrance How unassuming is this place
For a bit of peace, a perfect space. To cherish this view with care
All I need is a moment to spare!
What is it about the twilight sun?
Colours blending in the contrasts
Like the day and night waltzing
Ever so gently with each other.
Time makes space in its steps
To sense the surreal
And what to say of scenic hues
Of the sky the sea and the sun.
Of icy white glistening with snow
As the light shimmers with water
Watch the snow melting
Gently in the flaming light…
Golden orange hues of the sun
Casting itself over the sea.
Reflecting through the clouds of gold
Blending the burning brilliance.
In the dance of the dusk and dawn
A visual treat appears for all to see
To witness the ethereal everyday
In those moments in between
Even if it’s just for few fleeting moments …
Every tiny achievement is a step forward towards a goal. A goal perhaps to publish books someday!✍
My heartfelt thanks to my dear mother for motivating me to write. To my loving daughter and my better half for being there and supporting me in my journey. And recently my aunt who has chanced upon my writings and is now ardently encouraging me.
There is an invisible bond that forms between a writer and reader, a relationship that thrives if it is of mutual respect and understanding. As both are giving away their precious time of their lives in the writing and the reading. Ideally, it is a symbiotic relationship as there can never be one without the other. Both are valuable and contribute deeply in their mere presence.
A reader is as necessary to the writer as ink and paper, as without a reader the writer will have no reason to put down thoughts in written format. And if there is no one yet at least for the self to read on.:))
Have become a writer along the way without even realizing it since I started my blogging journey. And the WordPress experience is truly insightful as well as inspiring not to mention deeply rewarding. All thanks to my dear WordPress family of friends, followers and readers.🙏 Many of you with your hearty engagement, appreciation and your kind words through these years have been truly motivating me. I sincerely appreciate your continued presence through these years.
Must confess the journey so far has been a creatively enriching discovery for me of some amazing writers and their wonderful writings. Some have inspired me with precious comments as well, which have been gems of thoughts in reflection.
Thank you and so grateful to each of you dear patrons for your generous support and kind appreciation.💙🙏💙
If emotions were tubes of colours
The way we paint every day
The way we live our lives
The way we think and express
Our own experiences in being.
Will be a riot on the canvas.
Envisioning in the seeing…
Flashes of brilliance in bright yellow
Of optimism and cheer
Sporadically surging joy and ecstasy.
Going green in connectedness
Contented lines flowing in trustful acceptance
Or moves markedly hesitant in fear and apprehension.
Arresting artistry of living life in loving kindness
Explosions of reds marking anger
Or in delusions of grandeur in aggression.
In ingenious masterstrokes in fits of rage
Of imagination running wild.
Colour of Purple in projecting pride.
Of passionate perseverance to detail
Or a certain aloofness in respectful reservation.
A sense of ascension and royalty.
Shades of blue in thoughtful flow and serenity
Or organic spaced out zenful zones
Of mindful movements in the making.
Yes there is an emotion in every colour
As colours are but tools of expression
Of the ever changing moods of man
How colorful is the spirit of our soul.
Every colour plays a significant role
Like in the wheel of colours
So are emotions that appear
In the wheel of life.
Each plays it’s part.
All matters to the whole.
Have always wanted to grow vegetables and fruits in our terrace garden. But not knowing much about gardening we kept putting it off.
But seeing how much pesticides are there in vegetables and fruits that we consume, all of us in the family kept wanting to steer towards growing an organic garden.
Although there are a number of show plants and flowering plants that are already there…growing vegetables was still a challenge. So we decided finally to get a local gardeners advice to help start us off on our mission.
Now having no idea about the right planters for the vegetables we have taken up on his suggestion to get 3 pots for our initial vegetable cultivation trial. If successful we decided we can get more pots .
So next came the choice of vegetables to grow in these pots .Everyone came up with the name of some of their favorite vegetables for starters.
But then it got decided that we must grow vegetables that the gardener advises according to the season.
So now three vegetable seeds are sown in these pots . Time will gradually bring forth them into view . Till then it is a matter of patience in waiting
Week 2
A few shoots have emerged…
Energy in the emerging must be magnanimous for new life life to shoot out in the open. All the potential of possibilities of creative energy emerge with this act.
But each pot has a different seed and hence will take its course in time to shoot out to life. Nature never hurries. All in good time.
Yet humans are prone to impatience There was certainly this little bit of insecurity when we were all waiting, wishing to see the hope of a new life through a sign of some sprouting or shooting of a seed to a plant.
Experiences with gardening are a trial and error.
Watering plants correctly is an important learning for plants to grow well. We made our mistakes and learned along the way .
And then we got it right!
Now all the three plants have started growing in their pots. And it’s truly a lovely feeling to watch them grow!
Can you guess the emerging plants?
Yes they may be a long way from fruiting as yet but it’s nice to watch them grow in the nurturing.
Here are some tips on watering.
Lessons in watering plants
You can apply water to the soil directly not the plants. It’s better not to wet most plants as this can cause problems such as fungal diseases -and much will just evaporate away anyway. Water gently, with a rose (like a shower head) which will damage the soil less than a jet of water and prevent much mud splashing up onto the leaves. Also it’s better to wet the ground really heavily occasionally rather than to just splash a little about more often which can make the soil look damp on top while remaining dry underneath.
Our thought vibrations create a change, even a single one
Make sure to think well!
Words create waves, even a single word
Make sure it is positive!
Actions create ripples even a single deed
Make sure it’s well intended!
Songs carry resonances afar, even a single tune
Make sure it plays from a loving heart
Whatever you feel, sense and do
Is never only restricted to you.
The vibrations carry on afar
In ways we may not know
It changes the world
In every moment in time
Make sure to feel responsible
You make a difference
Make sure it is a good one!
Savvy
Point of intersection
Sacred and sacrosanct
To the evolving
In thoughts ideas or deeds.
In making and breaking
In marking or masking
In chanelling or containing
And changing in the exchanges.
The element of space
Creates the challenges.
Emergence of a point or idea
Creates ways for the dance of evolution
Moving it towards convergence
What matters is the path and the way
It chooses to do so.
In intention and contention
Significance of its impact
Matters to the whole
In the freedom lost and gained
As a means to an end
Or in a journey of wonder.
In this dance
Of emergence and convergence
Containing and contracting
In nullifying on impact
Or expressing and expanding
In projecting the possibilities
Creating scope to flourish or finish
Gradually or abruptly.
In the course of such a convergence
The meeting point then diverges
Into the experiences of the being
In thought and action
Creating a muscle memory.
To take off on its course
Treading over or gliding through
To new paths in the possibilities.
In birthing or bouncing off
The intersections create energy
Aren’t we often biased about our brain’s workings?
Is creativity only by the so called right- brained?
Is attention to detail only by the logical left-brained?
We need to see beyond these narrow definitions
To broaden our sense of the spectrum of creativity.
Our creator has bestowed us variety in creativity.
We can be lyrically logical.
Analytically artistic and much more.
There are scientifically proven facts
Spouted from words of poets
And poetical manifestations
Of empirical evidences by scientists.
The proof of concepts
Lies in our own nature,
In the fractals of life,
Myriad and mystical
Yet mathematically coherent.
Our brilliance may shine in one field
Because perhaps we haven’t
Yet truly tapped and glimpsed
Into all of our own potential abilities.
Let’s never belittle the true self
For beyond the facade and ego dramas
Our every cell vibration is deeply tuned
To the forces of nature and nurture.
We are far more than we could ever know
We have all imbibed it well in our subconscious
It’s just a matter of time before the awakening
Of the stream of conscious energy in the flow.
Savvy
As a dance educator I have very often come across statements like ‘Mam, I have two left,’ which meant they were so clumsy that they cant dance . Or that they have no balance.
This is truly just a perception…
If only we can understand there is a dance and a dancer in every life. And the dance goes on!
After all we all have a heart that is beating right now!❤
I have heard people often talk of the students of arts as right brained as they are more artistic . Or a science student classified as left brained and logical.
However there is so much more to people beyond these biased compartmentalization. When we begin to see beyond our limited beliefs we open ourselves to the potential within .
Our innate potential simply needs awakening to realise, the truth of who we are and what all we can be….
Savvy Raj 
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