Savvy Raj

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On Spaces (Part I)

From time immemorial
Existence equaled spaces
Life equated space as a given
All a matter of life and death.

Our history is a witness
Of the story of spaces
Fought for, on and upon
Mauraded or harvested

The mystic and majesty
Lies in the significance of spaces
Spaces breathed and birthed
Spaces nurtured in nature

Spaces in and around us
Breathtaking magnificent
Stark manifestations
Of ground realities

Spaces in time eternal
Spaces bygone
And yet to be encountered
Spaces lived and loved

Spaces taken for granted
Spaces usurped and owned
Spaces pursued and protected
Spaces encroached and freed.

Gratitude to the powers that are
In the spaces between
The two words, two beings or two breaths
Between stillness and movement.

Savvy

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The Wisdom of Silence

The Silent Retreat

Four monks decided to meditate silently without speaking for two weeks.

They began with enthusiasm and no one said a word the whole day.

By nightfall of the first day, the candle began to flicker and then went out.

The first monk blurted out, “Oh, no! The candle is out.”

The second monk said, “Hey! We are not supposed to speak!”

The third monk said in an irritated voice, “What is this? Why did you two break the silence?”

The fourth monk smiled and said, “Wow! I’m the only one who hasn’t spoken.”

Reflections:

Each monk broke the silence for a different reason, each of which is a common stumbling block in our inner journey: distraction, judgement, anger and pride.

The first monk got distracted by one aspect of his experience (the candle) and forgot what was more important – the practice of witnessing without reacting.

The second monk was more worried about others following the rules than in actually practising himself. He was quick to judge without noticing that he himself was guilty of what he was criticizing.

The third monk let his anger towards the first two monks affect him.
The singular burst of anger ruined the effort of the day.

The fourth monk lost his way because of pride. He was convinced he was superior to the others, proving his ignorance.

Why did the fourth monk speak at all? He could have simply maintained his silence and he would have been successful in his endeavour.
But if he had, chances are, the other three might have continued to argue and not even noticed his silence. Some people are like this.

Their motto is “If I am doing something good, but no one notices, I might as well not be doing it at all.” They believe that the reward is not in the effort, but in the recognition.

There is a beautiful quote, “It is the province of knowledge to speak; it is the privilege of wisdom to listen.”

As we learn to truly listen, witness and observe without impulsively reacting with distraction, judgement, anger and pride, then we understand the true meaning of silence.

The Wisdom of Silence

Silence has the strength of spaces in sublime consciousness…

Silence shows the way of patience

Silence activates our guiding spirit

Silence powers the strength of intuition

Silence moves towards deep contemplation

Silence evolves the spirit of understanding

Silence graces atmosphere with quietude

Silence defends without a word

Silence strengthens the soul.

Silence can be a knowing of the peace within .

Silence is painful in its struggles and valuable in itself. Silence is in utter desperation, deep contemplation with phases of meditative connectedness. Silence is never thoughtless or mindless.

Silence dwells in the spaces between the steps to access whenever. Silence leads and the path appears.

Trust the lessons learned in silence.

Savvy Raj


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Power of Possibilities

Explore the Immense Power of Possibilities!

Hope lives on, in possibility

Joy is always a possibility

Love happens, its a possibility

Luck as well is a possibility

Try and try again in perseverance

When effort becomes a possibility

Success too becomes a possibility

Power to the arising possibilities.

Savvy


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Light after the night.

After deep pain arrives a great blessing
After heavy rain appears the rainbow

In toughest moments arrives a breakthrough
Through the biggest wave shines through a light.

The longest night awakens with the hope of new dawn.
The longest tunnel opens to beams of sunlight

In deepest silence may be hidden utmost reverence.
In deepest gratitude lies a heartfelt prayer

What is visible may be an illusion
What is invisible may be the truth!

Savvy

#hopegiving #trust #faith #belief


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Knowledge & Understanding

Knowledge needs constant upgrades

Learning is a continuous stream

Ingraining is a choice in the flow

In refuting and analysing, decision are taken

In the dance of the heart and mind

The spirit of the soul finds communion

Acknowledging is the path of understanding.

Acceptance brings forth the wisdom of the being.

That in the river of time

From learning and unlearning

Emoting and feeling

Sensing and knowing

All is a flow

Changing to the course

Meandering along

Yet certain of the truth of the flow

Of the wisdom of infinite

Potential of possibilities.

Savvy


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Each moment is a new me.

Change, the one that never changes
Is Nature’s way of continuing the Eternal cycle of life and death.

The Infinite Cosmic Energy, being the Eternal Centre
Changes keep on happening
In every atom, molecule, particle, and cell.
Thus widening the horizon,

From Invisible subtle to Visible gross.
Creation and destruction, a part of this change,
The various cycles of Life and seasons
Changing monotony to a variety
In mind and matter.

Colours and moods transient, every moment.
Wondering in awe to the moment next.
Dwell not in the past,
Fret not the Future,
Never to lose the Magic of the Present.
Each moment a new me is born.

Be present to cherish the Present.
Be aware n awake to witness

The blossom of bud to fragrant flower.

Anjana

‘Your poems become my muse’. šŸ˜Š.

This is what I received from my mother this morning after she read my yesterday’s post ‘ Glimmers of hope’.

‘Thank you, mom, for writing your reflections. It truly means much to me.’

Have simply added some pictures to go along with her words.
Savvy