Our one and only world!
Let us be grateful
For our beautiful abode.
Let’s never take it for granted!
Our one and only world!
Let us be grateful
For our beautiful abode.
Let’s never take it for granted!
In the lives of many women
Being strong is not an option
It is a necessity!
In a world riddled with inequalities
In a world full of double standards
Standing up for yourself
Becomes a tool for survival.
In those tricky moments
In a blink of an eye
Push comes to shove
Pleasure turns to pain
Hurt and betrayal
Seems to fill the air
There she is, left standing alone
To fend for herself on her own.
It is then that she meets fear in the eye
Faces the dark side of humanity
Sensing power in her vulnerability.
Who says a woman is weak?
Watch her rise like a phoenix!
Tremendous is her tenacity!
Resourceful is her resiliency!
The strength of a woman
Braves through the rising storm
Daring beyond the hurt and pain
Fighting through the wrong doings
She moves on to heal and build
In hope and faith in a new morrow
For she knows in her heart
Tommorow is another day!
My dedication to Women all around the world!
Every Day is Women’s Day !
Happy Women’s Day!
Years of conditioning
May often bring the habit of self criticism
Avoid self sabotaging the self
Often times we try to be too self righteous for our own good!
This makes way for a certain self doubt and self denial that disrupts our growth.
We are human and truly let us be so
We have our foibles and our feats to own up to.
We can accept the applause with dignity of being in a simple thank you!
We have no necessity to act small, helpless or defensive in every moment.
We are best serving ourselves
When we begin to express the potential in our being
Often we cover down in fear of being judged or criticized
Know this world is large enough for us all and more
Each of us must play our part in living here
We are all entitled to a life of dignity and we need to sense that in our being.
So let us change our song
From criticism to approval
And watch the change this single act of deliberation
Can bring about in your own life as well as in others around you
Watch the positive transformations
Through these three simple acts
Approve Appreciate and Applaud!
To all the women out there… when you see yourself in good light,
Simply know you begin the shine some more!
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
Yet certain of the truth of the flow
Of the wisdom of infinite
Potential of possibilities.
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’!*
Watch this magical murmuration
In divine interconnection
Countless birds in a dance of symphony
Creating patterns in rhythmic harmony.
An enthralling aerial display.
That moves you with its magical sway
Makes you wish and wonder why
These flock of feathers fly this way!
In the swing and the sway
And the rise and fall
The flight of these birds
Interweave a cohesive harmony.
A rare sight both elusive and enigmatic
Orchestrated with brilliance
Perhaps simply waltzing with abandon
Perhaps to ward off the predator
With such seemingly chaotic order
Every dancing heart will delight
In acknowledging with awe
This dance of sychrony!
Watch “European Birds at Baramati Pune” on YouTube
Here is a bit more on this beautiful phenomenon in the sky.
Cups of cheer
Giving and receiving
Spells of darkness
Awaiting the sun
After the snow
A glimmer of sun
Spring is here
Lush and abundant
Colours of spring
Spring turns Summer
Lime and lemon
Iced teas cold drinks
Summer to rain
Corn on cobs.
Rain coats and caps
River on streets
Rainy days turn dreary
All wet and weary
Hoping for relief
From incessant downpours
Awaiting a change
Of the Season in question
Life is circle
Of seasons in cycles
Each births and gives way
For another, on its way.
Amidst it all
Are those little glimmers of hope
Understated and unsaid
Unseen and unspoken
Little joys of being
That makes you make it…
Through yet another day.
These glimmers of hope
Though seasons may change
Hope is here to stay!
Well, this one turned out to be a really long walk through the seasons!🙂 But seriously, as I started thinking of the changing seasons, with winter knocking our welcome door, I realised how much harsh winter could get for someone far away as well. So it goes for the other seasons…
Yet every season is a magical gift, and leaves us with glimmers of hope!
We do need our seasons to come and go like they always do, one after the other for then, all is well with our world. 🙂
A great message that just had to be shared . Am sure we all can resonate with this.
All I did was add some imagery to the words!
Do share and pass the good words around.
An ELECTRICIAN, to restore the current between people, who *do not speak* to each other anymore.
An OPTICIAN, to change the *outlook of people.*
An ARTIST, to draw *a smile* on everyone’s face.
A CONSTRUCTION WORKER, to build *a bridge* between neighbours.
A GARDENER, to cultivate *Good Thoughts.*
A PLUMBER to clear the *choked and blocked mindsets.*
A SCIENTIST to rediscover *compassion.*
A LANGUAGE TEACHER for *better communication* with each other.
Last but not the least A MATHS TEACHER, for all of us to relearn how *to count on each other.*
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!
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! 💙💙💙
Flight of the birds
Depicts the freedom of being
Alive to take off any place anytime.
Are you truly free as a bird in flight?
Flapping wings courting the winds
Forging ahead, head on in space
Sensing the lightness of being
Are you ready to take yourself lightly?
Birds of a feather they say flock together
Flying as one in synch with another
Flowing into perfect patterns in close formation
Are you ready for this dance in synchrony?
Watch the beautiful murmuring of birds in the sky. And watch it till the end as it dances so enticingly that it certainly leaves one spellbound!
For love is power
That completes itself .
Spreading joy and healing
In circles of awareness
That transmute the soul
To recognise the heart of the soul!
When love speaks, it opens doors
For healing light to enter
In the imprisoned walls of hurt and hate
Washing away the anger and resentment.
As memories of bitterness and past pain
Get replaced with the mirth and melody.
For love chimes the bells of awakening
In the spirit of laughter and lightness
In time all that is immaterial and dull
Becomes vivid and bright.
As love shows the path of hope and faith
And life seems worth living after all!
Sharing this beautiful story that touched a chord in me.
Mother is flying a kite.
Her son is watching her carefully.
After some time son says “mom.
Because of the string the kite is not able to go any further higher.
“Hearing this, the mother smiles and breaks the string.
The kite goes higher and then shortly after that, it comes and falls on the ground. The child is very dejected and sad.
The mother sits next to him and calmly explains:
“Son, in life we reach a certain level and then we feel that there are certain things that are not letting us grow any further like Home, Family, Friends, Culture etc.
We feel we want to be free from those strings which we believe are stopping us from going higher.
But, remember son.”That our home , family, friends and culture are the things that will help us stay stable at the high heights .
If we try to break away from those strings our condition will be similar to the kite.”we’ll fall down soon..
*”Never try to cut away from Home Culture, Family, Friends and Relationships as they help keep us stable while we are flying high…”*
*Life is Beautiful*
So much truth in these lines
The bonds of love are there for a reason
To be nurtured and cherished by its sheer presence .
As to be lovingly supported is a blessing of grace!
Every once in a while you come across a share of some very beautiful thoughts that makes you gratefully pause and reflect on the wisdom in those words that have come by.
The following quote is sent by a very caring, thoughtful friend and supportive reader of my blogs and writings for the past few years and it sets me thinking…
“When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity – in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern.”
~ Anne Morrow Lindbergh
A beautiful share that says so much in these words…
On life and relationships
On love and living
On fear and frenzy
On needs and wants
On obsessions and compulsions
On freedom & fluidity of movement
All a pattern in this dance of life.
We are often the very reason for pain for another by the way we behave and yet are so impatient and intolerant in our need for love and approval.
We desire forgiveness by others quickly for what we have done or said knowingly or unknowingly as we aren’t patient.
We want to untangle the knots in our stomach little wondering if the noose on anothers neck, through our words, has tightened the very breath of the being.
We want to be free but we want to cage the very expression of freedom of another in the name of love which are nothing but power games we play.
We think we own another and have the rigbt to demand of another, citing relationships in bonds of blood and brotherhood or an economic and financial control in dependence.
But how can we demand of another when we cannot be assured of our own next breath?
We can learn to be more allowing to accept.
We can learn to be caring not controlling.
We can learn to love than be lackadaisical of another’s needs.
We can learn to learn to be trustful.
We can learn to believe in evolving together.
We can learn to sense the wisdom in the challenges.
We can learn to trade our fears for faith.
We can learn to stop bullying another into submission.
We can learn to live and let live.
No one owns us and we certainly do not own another.
# love #life #freedom #expression #boundlessbeing #
I stand here by my window looking outwards
In a house across the street are pairs of newly caged birds
Parrots , sparrows and some fancy exotic birds all in a single cage
I knew in that tiny contraption, they were filled with ultimate rage
Maybe their wings were cropped and space scarce
I have seen their movements change in due course
They’re a restless lot , their struggles relentless
But their desire to fly is boundless
To the owners, they are just beautiful pets
A sense of ownership , something to possess I guess
But to these birds, this is sheer hell
How in happiness would they possibly dwell?
Birds are natural dancers
And they are such graceful prancers
In fact everything alive is meant to move
To be nourished in frredom for it to grow
it was never meant to be still and stuck in tiny places
That is why God made this world so huge with expansive spaces
It was meant to fly free
It was meant to be.
It seeks fulfillment as it flies
Across the sky and watch the world go by
I hear their songs of sadness as they chirp everyday
They aren’t singing tunes of hope, life for them is bleak and grey
Its more a woeful cacophony than a melody
Perhaps as the time goes by, they will learn to live by
And accept their new surroundings
But alas what a waste of wings
If only they hear the plight of these hapless birds
And sense the sounds of silence, what a waste of life’s joy in flight
Cos their clipped wings can never flap in delight…
Whose loss is it anyway?
Is what the world might indifferently say
And perhaps justify as karmic cycle being repaid
Alas! Isn’t another vicious cycle being relaid?
Sharing these reflections written a year ago when I was living in the city of Mumbai where hearts are big but living spaces small like any other bustling city. I have moved on to a much greener city and today it is truly a blessing that my terrace opens out to a protected patch of forestland and I often find myself refreshingly awakened early morning, hearing the cheer of the chirping birds .
On a rainy day I can often find a peacock perched happily on the branch of the nearby trees. Seeing the joy in the flight of these birds and at times getting lucky to catch a sight of delightful murmuring of birds in the horizon definitely makes my evenings truly enthralling. Savvy