To a true artist The medium is immaterial Everything is association The elements converge Every thing connects Subtlety emerges distinctly Dancing to the winds of change
Inner motivation leads the way To find meaningful expressions In the myriad manifestations Even in the seemingly banal existence Creativity sparks from everywhere. Such is state of fractal flow Of Art & Artistry.
But then is there a true or fake artist? For beauty is in the eyes of the beholder And possibilities of creativity infinite Art is a moment of reckoning Of acknowledgement and appreciation Evoking critical responses & feedbacks In support or diversity of emotions Forming new patterns in the experiences Invoking the spirit of creation Once more… Savvy
To combat the cruelties of this world we must start thinking globally not just locally and realise how much our world is hurting all over from all that’s truly unfair.
If only we could realize how valuable it is to be appreciated and supported .
If we could only know how important it is to feel inclusive in our diverse ways.
We must understand that love and kindness is the only way besides adopting a non-judgmental approach.
We must realise how vulnerable life is, but beyond feeling victimized and create further suffering due to negative thoughts…
We need to respond with empathy, show unity through kindness and compassionate deeds.
The power of kindness is truly infinite.
KINDNESS IS THE PRAYER IN ACTION.
“A man sat at a metro station in Washington DC and started to play the violin; it was a cold January morning. He played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time, since it was rush hour, it was calculated that 1,100 people went through the station, most of them on their way to work.
Three minutes went by, and a middle aged man noticed there was musician playing. He slowed his pace, and stopped for a few seconds, and then hurried up to meet his schedule.
A minute later, the violinist received his first dollar tip: a woman threw the money in the till and without stopping, and continued to walk.
A few minutes later, someone leaned against the wall to listen to him, but the man looked at his watch and started to walk again. Clearly he was late for work.
The one who paid the most attention was a 3 year old boy. His mother tagged him along, hurried, but the kid stopped to look at the violinist. Finally, the mother pushed hard, and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. All the parents, without exception, forced them to move on.
In the 45 minutes the musician played, only 6 people stopped and stayed for a while. About 20 gave him money, but continued to walk their normal pace. He collected $32. When he finished playing and silence took over, no one noticed it. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the most talented musicians in the world. He had just played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, on a violin worth $3.5 million dollars.
Two days before his playing in the subway, Joshua Bell sold out at a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a real story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste, and priorities of people. The outlines were: in a commonplace environment at an inappropriate hour: Do we perceive beauty? Do we stop to appreciate it? Do we recognize the talent in an unexpected context?
One of the possible conclusions from this experience could be:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world playing the best music ever written, how many other things are we missing?”
A person started to walk on a rope tied between two tall towers at several hundred feet above the ground. He is slowly walking balancing a long stick in his hands. He has his son sitting on his shoulders.
Everyone down were watching him in bated breath and were tensed. He slowly reached the second tower. Everyone clapped, whistled and welcomed him. They shook hands and took selfies.
He asked the crowd “do you all think I can walk back on the same rope now from this side to that side?”. The crowd shouted, “Yes, Yes, you can”. Do you trust me he asked? They said yes, yes we are ready to bet on you.
He said okay, can anyone of you sit on my shoulder; I will take you to the other side safely.
Everyone became quiet. There was stunned silence.
Belief is different. Trust is different. For Trust, you need total surrender.
This is what we are lacking towards God in today’s world.
Cage not the heart of those who dream of the yonder Beyond the clouds over the hills Their spirit seeks to wander. Across the horizon, their soul belongs
Seek not to hold them For they are way ahead of you already Too swift are their thoughts Too far away are their hearts Too distant are you from them already
Not for them, the mundane chores Not for them, the worldly spoils Not for them, the earthly desires Not for them the meaningless wants
Seek not to find common ground For they have moved on way back in time Neither in dreams or in dare Can there be a parallel Seek not, as your paths are not meant to cross. Let them go, as it is meant to be.
“Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates: Is it true? Is it necessary? Is it kind?”
Truth
Words of truth when spoken
Nourishes the speaker and the world
Cleansing the toxic facades of lies
Creating a trustful disposition
Let truth prevail.
Need
Every word matters
Words are priceless
They are worth their weight in gold
Waste not words unnecessarily
For they will lose their value
Speak when words need to be said.
Kindness
Let the words you speak
Flow from the heart
Let it emanate kindness
Let it open the gates of love
And embalm the lives it touches.
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 …
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.
Savvy Raj 