
Art of slow…
In sensing the breath
Flowing with the rhythm
Of lifes myriad manifestations
Learning & developing the art
Of feeling oneness
Of pausing in wonder
Of harmony in the flow
Embracing the pause
Embodying the flow …
Savvy

Art of slow…
In sensing the breath
Flowing with the rhythm
Of lifes myriad manifestations
Learning & developing the art
Of feeling oneness
Of pausing in wonder
Of harmony in the flow
Embracing the pause
Embodying the flow …
Savvy

Move from instinct
Move through space
Meet it with grace
Turn inward
Hear the truths echo
In peaceful silence
Forgive in gratefulness
Sense your expression
Tĺhink calmly
Being more available
To your own self
Process your emotions
Clearing residues left in time .
To respond than react
In life & living.
Savvy

Crossing over
Bridges of time
Beginning to end
Ending to begin again
In body spirit & souls
Infinite forms of expressions
Between betwixt & beyond
Bonding new & old
In part & whole
Tuning into the sounds
Of harmony & rhythm
Inexplicable joys
Of moments in movements
As paths are splayed
Across time to tide over
In every moment
The choice is yours to take.
Savvy

A ladder is a link
A point of interconnections
A bridge between two sides
Between two opposites.
A ladder is not always to climb
A ladder leads you to connect
But the choice is yours
If you want to lead or be led by it.
Climb the ladder with confidence
Continue to bridge over challenges
Meet the changes with integrity
Dare the new horizons in hope.
Savvy

Have written many times earlier on rootedness on grounding on awareness. But today, I share another perspective on the strength of rooting for self growth and transformation.
Self growth needs committed perseverance, patience and passion for continuous improvement. That is how the human race evolves .To root is to help grow and evolve .
Be unafraid of rooting
If you are looking to grow
And have a vision
Of what it is you want to grow
Then by all means
Find your growth
In rooting yourself firmly
Be unafraid
Of the winds of change
For what blows in blows out
Keep the faith and trust in you wherever you are
And believe you are enough for you.
Beautiful things begin to happen.
Savvy

As I explore
I discover
As I perceive
I sense
As I pray
I ease
As I seek
I find
As I write
I express
As I sing
I channel
As I dance
I heal
As I read
I learn
I am eternally grateful
For all these learnings
That happen, all in good time.
© Savvy

Peace of calm
Ease of soul
Are two things I sense
In these serene morning moments
Whether it’s the weather here
A gentle breeze & blissful cool
Adding to it all, I know not
But it’s a wonderful start…
How is the weather today ?

Its not pride. It’s dignity,
That you need with you.
Much is the difference between .
In no uncertain moment
Lose your sense of dignity.
For dignity is divine
For it embodies your spirit & soul
Pride is just a human emotion.
If ever you face a situation
Where anothers words & deeds
Leave you broken
Remember its just your pride & ego
That feels deflated in the moments.
It’s just a phase of life it will pass.
Your dignity stays with you
In the way you handle
With no loss of grace
Stay dignified, stay graceful.
Savvy

Whenever you feel overwhelmed
And stalled in your efforts
When you feel you are lost
In too many things
And that whatever you are doing
does not serve you at all…
Do care to ask yourself
this simple question
for a conscious reset:
What is noise & what matters?
© Savvy

I often feel being a poet is a blessing.
For the mere act of writing poetry heals in empowering ways.
Lighting and delighting hearts,
in between the verses in awareness.
Poetry breathes in many possibilities.
A piece of poetry
speaks much about the soul & spirit of the poet.
Discard the thought away that it’s just so frivolous.
Discount not poets for being just a poet
There is much that is yet to be discovered and harnessed.
For the words emerge
to form a poem from a place of sensing & seeing more than what is.
I do believe more
Poets need to be hired
Not just as skilled wordsmiths
But for the tact and strategy,
if not for routine work.
For there is great innovation in their imagination too.
As they artfully build an imagery through mere words.
As for verses, poet emote in their unique way
At times structured and solid
At times lyrical and fluid
there is often a rhythm and reason as well.
Oh yes, add attention to detail & seeing beyond the looking.
And you have a potential worth exploring.
Poets are by far undervalued for their observation
But here is the truth.
Poetry is an art
Of expressing emotions
Through impactful verses
Mere words touch hearts
When words flow from a place of authenticity.
Of speaking with all of you as it flows from deep within.
There is the power in the very vulnerability laid bare fearlessly.
And that is a powerful concoction.
Would you agree?
What do you think now of a poet ?
© Savvy Raj

On power of words:
A slice of life
Poets may carve with words…
Emerging from life experiences
lived or observed.
Poets may offer fresh perspectives,
Embedded in words in a flow…
Sometimes the words may rush
On its own without hesitation
To express away with a purpose.
But often it is a channeling…
Of creating spaces between
To pause & empathize
Before the outpouring.
It invites you to ponder…
Words have profound power
In the way they are arranged
And the thoughtful poet knows
To convey the message home.
Yet , every poet is one of a kind
And so is their poetry
Every poet balances the flow uniquely…
On empathy:
In Poets, empathy makes you sense and relate with compassion,
It makes you feel one with another.
Yet the poet is strategic, as to be a poem the verses need to be well emoted as much as arranged, as words manage to touch another soul in inexplicable ways.
And what happens when empathy connects with poetry?
What are your thoughts on the above?
© Savvy Raj

A calm composed nature
Allows space for response
An agitated mind & heart
Creates room for errors,
Of judgment & misunderstanding.
Patience is a virtue
An undervalued skill
In cultivating patience
You encourage a moment
For reflection before response.
To be patient is an opportunity
To be able to lean into the silence
And glean fresh perspectives.
For every moment is filled with it..
In seeing every moment,
in the journey as a step forward
than a race against time.
Is about cultivating patience.
Creating conscious peace in mindful ways.
Savvy

How are you in this moment ?
Are you ok?
Every once in a while
Just ask yourself these simple questions.
And let yourself answer
As the thoughts flow
Jot them down
There is much healing
In the journaling of thoughts
In expressing your feelings
On paper or to another
In simply voicing it out
Giving a path to let the steam off.
Build yourself up with care
Connect with a deeper breath
And listen keen as you exhale.
As you externalize, you create space
And understand yourself more.
Savvy

An unrealized dream
An unexplored adventure
A challenging adversity
A twist of fortune
An unexpected detour
An unwanted influence
An undervalued feeling
A undermined self-esteem
A slew of slights
A spate of illness
A foreboding feeling
An unfinished business
An unforgivable mistake
An unfortunate moment
All may seem reason enough
But the reality is these are excuses
Remind your life happens.
Time is moving its course
Buck up and reset your path
For you know in your heart
You are enough for you.
Savvy

Is the form you see
Exactly the form I see
Perhaps they differ
In the way we choose to interpret.
Is form the mark of reality
Does being formless makes it unreal
Is form the contention
To know the real and unreal.
Forms are shaped by intentions
In dedication & deliberation.
For forms become fleeting memories
Perishing in the sands of time.
While the formless evolves in the heart
Holding up to unfathomable faith
They may live on in the silent knowing
Of unspoken trust in the being.
Discernment of the forms
In the inner recesses of the heart and the mind
Waltzes the consciousness of the being
In States of knowing ,of the truth of light
A light of wisdom
That takes many forms
Million times over
To show the path of truth.
The path is lit
As the steps are taken
The forms manifest in the interactions
Of vibrations in resonance.
Between these Illuminating illusions
Of the form and formless
What is real and unreal
All are just reflections in the dimensions.
In the beam of even one moment of truth
Is the convergence of envisioning
Forms and formless become one
Conveying the message safely home.
Savvy
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