When words propose in a flow
That is persuading and all pervading
No matter the rhyme or form
It becomes poetry
Creating a zen like feeling
That makes you want to be
In that state of awareness
Inspite of knowing
Everything moves on…
Have you ever been enticed by the eloquence of words?
Personally I have many favorites
But these profound words by Gibran deeply impacted me…
Your children are not your children. They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
Infact all the lines that follow are equally poignant as well as profound.
So much wisdom in those words for life and living.
Which is your favorite piece of poetry?
Do your remember those verses vividly ?
Would love to know!
A beautiful post on Germination of Ideas by my dear friend Ali Anani brought me to spring forth with some of my reflections.
Ideas find their own way to germinate
At times they stay dormant almost invisible and untraceable.
And sometimes they emerge out of nowhere
As if they have a mind all their own.
So whether there are plenty of ideas or one is starved of ideas.
It matters not where they originated from…if it is the mind or heart spaces.
But it matters what path they take how they are applied?
What seeds they sprout in the emergence?
And yet, an idea that remains undeveloped, unappreciated today becomes a genius breakthrough someday.
On too much and too less
Too much of liberty and free will
At times may lead to aimless explorations and confusions.
Too less freedom leads to slavery and subjugation.
Too much thinking can create stress and be overwhelming
Too many ideas can be hard to contain.
Too little fodder for thoughts leads to bland existence.
It’s our choice actually…
Are we to live or simply exist?
Is there a paradox of enrichment?
Is overdoing a crime
To answer this, I ask
Is there bad in the good and good in the bad?
Too much of anything will lose its charm and character.
Appreciation declines and contentment reduces.
As it all turns to excess!
So I believe in equanimity that comes in finding equilibrium
Moderation is the key.
Too much sadness is unbearable
Too much happiness may lead to boredom.
For in too much of the good times
Values are lost and things are taken for granted.
Let there be a balance
In thoughts words and deeds
So there is neither depression of deprivations
Nor extravagance in enrichments.
Guess like ideas find their way to shoot in suitable time in time.
Like life itself, ideas also know how to balance and counterbalance themselves in life and living.
Life itself is a great idea after all!
What say, aren’t you one?🙂👍
The picture above was shared by a dear friend on social media. It speaks the truth of life today.
Helplessly surviving the carelessness of mankind,
These birds are seen flying after their own once lived homes.
Totally shattered and in deep despair.
Isnt this world theirs too?
As logs of wood are transported
It’s hard to see them fly this way
Searching for their lost homes.
Desperate to find their babies in the woods.
Wooded forests are fast disappearing
Birds are losing their safe havens
They are clueless where to nest
They have no place to roost and rest
Why is the human being so monstrous
It is nothing short of disastrous
It is wrong of us to tamper the ecosystem
And be without any guilt or remorse.
Cutting and felling the trees
Burning the world’s forest cover
Where would we go without the oxygen
How can we survive without clean air?
Why are we playing with fire?
Can we each undo the damage?
In adopting sustainable ways of living.
Every bit will make a difference…
If we only understand
Every element has a purpose
Every matter exists for a reason
Every life is strengthened in the interconnects.
Let’s care and nurture trees
Let’s plant and grow more trees
Let’s help the birds live on trees
Let us learn to coexist, so every life will breathe easy.
In every moment of time…
Care to be rooted to the stillness in your movements .
Acknowledge gratefully this strength in the rootedness.’
True freedom begins…
In letting go the weights of assumptions
In moving away from false convictions
In steering clear of fear and worry
In making light of the density in wit.
In being able to pursue your path
In being able to be as you are and be who you truly are
In Freedom you are free to discover who you truly are.
Inspite of all the things that chains us
True freedom is being unshackled!
To be free from self doubts and fear.
True freedom is to respect another’s freedom as ones own.
True freedom is being able to breathe deeply and completely without interference.
Are you feeling truly free?
To be all that you are…
There is always something we can learn to do…
We can learn to be more understanding and empathetic.
We can learn to be caring and not controlling.
We can learn to love than be lackadaisical of another’s needs.
We can learn to be trustful.
We can learn to believe in evolving together.
We can learn to see the wisdom in the challenges.
We can learn to trade our fears for faith.
We can learn to stop those bullying another into submission.
We can learn to live and let live.
No one owns us and we certainly do not own another.
I love the power of these words.
So profoundly inspiring that I had to share.
“I choose gentleness…
Nothing is won by force.
I choose to be gentle.
If I raise my voice may it be only in praise.
If I clench my fist, may it be only in prayer.
If I make a demand, may it be only of myself.”
Truly beautiful and I deeply appreciate the profound strength of gentleness.
Gentleness is strength of the being
Rendered with softness
It is the power of compassion
That cares to bring the truth
Correcting the tone with care
So that it is well received.
Gentle are bravehearts
A gentle soul intends in goodwill.
Gentleness is a way of life
The path of the gentle
May not be easy
Being gentle is a choice you make.
Would you spare a thought
For the way your appear
People spend millions
For the way they look
Beauty is big business
Image consultancy is huge now.
But would you spare a thought
On the way you make another feel
Be it in written or spoken
Have immense power
To hurt or heal
For words leave lasting impressions.
Tune in to the way you sound
Check your pitch and tone
As you speak to another
Reread the words you write
Remember words live on in eternity
Think twice and check
If what you write can make a difference
To someone somewhere
Spare a thought
As you take a step
Every step leaves a trail
That another may follow
Choose to step well.
Thoughts to action
Words to deeds
Each play a role
For all are significant
In life and living.
Do we remember to thank every day.
Yes most days perhaps not always. Sometimes life can be tough too!
Are we grateful to life?
Yes deeply grateful
But we often take it for granted too!
A reminder is sent along
In the most unexpected turns of events
Sometimes to value what we still have
To remind us to let go the frivolities
To spare a thought for the blessings
And offer a prayer for them.
And thus pause for a moment
In gratitude for the good and the bad
And all things in between
In knowing all is well
As all is meant to be.
Gratefulness is a gift of realization of the infinite.
It is an attitude worth cultivating
It is a a breakthrough towards transcendence
It is the ability to change the difficult to bearable.
It is a positive step in the transition
It is a sensing of faith trust and belief
It is a relief from hatred.
It is a pause to allow the hurt to heal.
It is a inner transformation.
It is a breathe in awareness
It is a creator of infinite abundance.
It is a move from the heart.
It is an awareness of potential flow
It is an acceptance of the almighty
It is a conscious awakening of the heart
It is an expression in thankfulness.
Cells and us!
Irony of our times
In the name of connection
We are truly disconnected
We are celled to our phones
Caught hook line and sinker…
Glued to a metal contraption
That’s overtaking our lives
Living in a imaginary world
We are feeding on bytes
While reality bites
Haven’t we taken
A bite of more than we can chew?
Here is an animation by Steve Cutts …that brings forth the stark truth of our times.
At the right place at the right time…
Are places we land, reach, live and interact of our own choice and free will.
Is there a more at play beyond the random?
Isn’t there a pattern to the puzzle?
Are we meant to be where we are supposed to be?
At a particular place and time.
While every life journey in time is unique yet…
Life has an emergent pattern in the order and chaos that it self creates.
And in between, there is organisation and destruction.
Nature has its way in both order and disorder.
When in the flow of harmony there emerges a stillness in structure.
A plan, a commitment and discipline
Seems worth the effort of it all!
All is clockwork and efficient
Life seems at its optimal best.
And then things fall into a routine.
At a heightened state of equilibrium
When all is even & smooth sailing
A slack and slump in motivation appears,
Complacency creeps in time, in that ordered universe.
Creative juices need a boost up .
And that is when entrophy begins.
Changing equations changing hierarchy
Disruption appears as a need for change
All is in flux of a disordered flow
Disaster sets in, tumbling the structure
Crumbling systems until chaos reigns.
Until chaos settles itself again giving way.
To strengthen structure .
The dance goes on
Between freedom and restraint.
Are we truly free ?
Or are we guided to be
At the right place at the right time!
For there is so little we know
Of this self arranging universe
Except to understand
From the emerging patterns.
Of sequences of self similarity
Of timing and spacing.
There is after all so much more to discover.
When water is still
There is mystery
In its stillness
Of its depth.
In its state of flow
Water acquires power
As it allows itself to be shaped.
In it is the strength to adapt
To be gentle stream in the flow
Or rise up like the waves
And in its very depth of being
Is a plethora of life’s potential
Thriving in the contentment of balance.
My reflections on the stunning capture of the Cherry blossom Tree on Mount Fuji in Japan.
On the razors edge , there is poignant elegance
Beautiful poise, precariously in balance
Amidst the fury of the fire raging beneath
She stand resolute in her calmth
Not helpless but in knowing Nature’s ways
That in time all is well back to base
Beauty on the outside burns off into the ember
Leaving an ashen pile of dust to remember
Yet deluding the fury in being uprooted
In the strength of the grounding firmly rooted
Leaving an evergreen picture of poise
She has that stoic stance of grace
A pose of composure on destiny’s face
In spite of a life abruptly denied
She is the beauty of Grace personified !