“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.”
Max Lucado
Truly beautiful and I deeply appreciate the profound strength of gentleness.
If you ask for peace in and around you,
Make sure to co-create the conditions for peace.
Let go the dramas that may arise in time
Every one has a battle we know nothing of.
If you want to help make a difference
Make sure … to move from your soul
Speak from the heart
And connect in the spirit of benevolence.
Care genuinely, be truly concerned
Make sure to ask about another’s wellbeing
Not for the sake of asking
But from the place of love and empathy.
Then sit back watch your world
Transform itself in front of you
Encourage Appreciate and be Grateful
Respect, believe and keep the faith
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.
Many deep-rooted issues that we choose to bury within manifest themselves in time as diseases of the mind and body.
We are better off in the sharing…
When things are too tough to handle
There is no point in holding it all.
The remedy is never in suppression.
But our world is happier wearing masks
In its facades the truth submerges
Only to rise like a Phoenix
Unexpectedly at the most inopportune of times.
Time to accept our vulnerabilities,
And find the strength from it.
Commend a share from the heart.
Support and appreciate their efforts.
Build a sense of community to help
For the truth is we are all in it together.
The healing is in the sharing In the very ability to share The first step of healing begins For often in brushing under the carpet The debris gets collected in time And manifests grief in unexpected ways… In the very vulnerability of life Is the strength of living.
Kudos to ‘Brave-hearts’ for sharing their stories. For it can inspire hope to someone somewhere… Who needs to know, all is well in life and living And hope is here to stay!
