Savvy Raj

Live Life Lovingly!


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What makes words flow?

Poetry is a joy that cannot be contained
Poetry is in words that get themselves aligned
What makes words flow
So many things I say

The pull of the idea conveyed
The push of the underlying emotions
The interconnects in the thoughts
The interdependence in the choices made.
Some say verses flow only in rhyme and meter
Some like it structured to the tee
And some a bit undone.

But true poetry is a feeling created
A magnet for thoughts imagined
That move to synch in a symphony
In the most unique of ways.

Every poem is a dance of words
In rhythmic flow all its own ….
Touching hearts through those words
Conveying so much more than words can say!

Savvy

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Touching Peace in the Middle path.

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Her likes were not the blatant and ĺoud
Not the one to shout out
Her kind of songs were of melody and rhythm
In synchrony with her heartbeat
Her type of books were all of an understanding
The soothing and sagacious kind
Of healing and harmony.
Her friends were far and few
Not much would escape her lips
Her speech was guarded.
None had really stepped into her inner world
In fact, her family too knew little about her
Her words were simple, not stormy
In fact, she chose the middle path in life …
A road safe and steady
Not for her the bane of fame and fortune
Not for her the choppy waters of high tides
She preferred the smooth sailing in serenity
She was a lover of grace in simple things
She never was the seeking kind ever
Neither love nor laurels, pleasures nor pain
She lived a life content, she never craved too much

She knew the price of desire only too well…

Awakening the self, the way bearer in the wisdom of living.

Want of wealth, never brings balance of needs

Hoard nothing and healing begins Living intentionally is not about living selfishly…

She was privy to the clasping clutch that ambition brought

She witnessed the sacrifice of lives barely lived

She grew in the unfolding drama that power portrayed.

She was torched by emotional upheavals, to rise in fortitude

She amassed the wisdom in the power of silence

As she knew and sensed the peace in the middle path.

Savvy

This is an interpretation of my own painting I have shared above. I choose to delve a bit on the nature of the central character in the painting…

Who is she?

What makes her who she is?

What guides and motivates her?

What brings her peace and contentment?

What makes her grateful?

To every evolving question there is always a reason to be…

And to each their own path to be!


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One moment in time…

Would you take a seat and join me

To behold the breathtaking brilliance

Of rejuvenating reflections.

Where the sky and land merge in the mystical lights

Just sit along blessed to be able to commune with nature

As it evokes its mesmerizing charms

Where each moment feels heavenly

As the winter sun blesses you with its enticing warmth.

Watching the pleasing patterns up in the sky!

What a treat to be able to sit by

And breathe in the refreshing view…

Of vast open spaces that seem so serene

Up above and all around as far as the eyes can see…

Letting go of all that’s spurious.

And just be able to sense the joy of this one moment…

Savvy

The brilliance of this moment is captured so beautifully in this picture (hats off to the unknown photographer) that it seems to be a place to sit a while and reminisce over the simple joys of being… what say?

And speaking of One moment in time…

I cant help but remember the beautiful hit song by the same name. Here are two amazing versions of the song.

One Moment in Time


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Something Beyond

An interesting article for those who believe that all we see is all that exists.

It stimulates our lateral thinking :
To something that is beyond!!

This lovely parable is from “Your Sacred Self” by Dr. Wayne Dyer.

In a mother’s womb were two babies. One asked the other: “Do you believe in life after delivery?”The other replied, “Why, of course. There has to be something after delivery. Maybe we are here to prepare ourselves for what we will be later.”

“Nonsense” said the first. “There is no life after delivery. What kind of life would that be?”

The second said, “I don’t know, but there will be more light than here. Maybe we will walk with our legs and eat from our mouths. Maybe we will have other senses that we can’t understand now.”

The first replied, “That is absurd. Walking is impossible. And eating with our mouths? Ridiculous! The umbilical cord supplies nutrition and everything we need. But the umbilical cord is so short. Life after delivery is to be logically excluded.”

The second insisted, “Well I think there is something and maybe it’s different than it is here. Maybe we won’t need this physical cord anymore.”

The first replied, “Nonsense. And moreover if there is life, then why has no one ever come back from there? Delivery is the end of life, and in the after-delivery there is nothing but darkness and silence and oblivion. It takes us nowhere.”

“Well, I don’t know,” said the second, “but certainly we will meet Mother and she will take care of us.”

The first replied “Mother? You actually believe in Mother? That’s laughable. If Mother exists then where is She now?”

The second said, “She is all around us. We are surrounded by her. We are of Her. It is in Her that we live. Without Her this world would not and could not exist.”

Said the first: “Well I don’t see Her, so it is only logical that She doesn’t exist.”

To which the second replied, “Sometimes, when you’re in silence and you focus and listen, you can perceive Her presence, and you can hear Her loving voice, calling down from above.”

*May be this is one of the best explanations to the concept of ‘GOD/Source’!*


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Power of Human Spirit.

Strength to defy & dare destiny in the face

Of danger destruction and devastation …

Comes from a deeper conviction that creates

Courage to rise beyond catastrophes …

The heart has the capacity to deal

with almost anything … as that is how our life is

wired to cope and heal.

Expressing through Arts is a power within us.

In empathy with care and compassion

It is an act of kindness in realization of the oneness.

That what hurts you is actually eventually hurting me …

Your pain is my pain

In conscious awareness

I can help you heal

Your troubles away in faith

And hope for a better tomorrow for us all.

Savvy Raj


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Windows of the Soul

Waltz of the Eyes

If eyes could speak
They would say a thousand words
May be more
Yes eyes speak more than words can tell
Have you seen eyes up close
They say much more

There is defiance denial
Hurt and humility
Fear and pain
Sadness and confusion
Longing for approval
And anguish of anxiety
There is judgement and approval
Brazeness and courage
Hope and trust
Mystic and magic
Enigma so magnetic
And yet there is also
Surprise and innocence
Charm and grace
Kindness and Generosity
A Light of Love
For life and living.

Waltz of the Eyes indeed! Speaking much without words that portrays the undeniable truths of life .

How much life experiences can speak through these windows of our soul! Check it for yourself … so much to read in there. May be you can see much more ….do share!

Savvy

Thank you dear Efi for mentioning Stavros and this beautiful lilting music…’Waltz of the Eyes’ in my earlier post.This waltz is truly bewitching! 💙💙💙


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Perspective.

The light shines from above in congruence

On top of the mountain

As much as on the land and trees

The light knows not the difference.

It’s purpose is to shine …

The snow capped mountains receive it

And disperse it in reflections.

And the light melts the snow

To let it flow like a river.

While it’s a different path for the tree.

The tree takes it to grow and bloom

As the light helps the flowers blossom.

Nature teaches amazing grace

To flow as much as to grow

To let go as much as to flourish

Lessons that come in the envisioning

Source is the same

It is all in the choices

In the knowing

What to do

With the source…

All is a perspective of light!

Savvy