The wisest and noblest teacher is life itself.
Leonardo Da Vinci
Walk in this now in time
Tune into its current frequency
Listen to it gratefully
And live it well and wholeheartedly.
Allow the worries to fade into the past
As you cannot worry for what is gone
Allow the future to manifest in course
As you cannot hurry time by force.
All is fine as it truly is
All is well as its meant to be
In the realm of times
Between the you and the me.
So as only time can truly tell
Walk with me
Not before and not after
Walk with me in this now.
Sharing a poignant message that came my way…
Subject: Christmas Poem
T’WAS THE NIGHT BEFORE CHRISTMAS,
HE LIVED ALL ALONE,
IN A ONE BEDROOM HOUSE,
MADE OF PLASTER AND STONE.
I HAD COME DOWN THE CHIMNEY,
WITH PRESENTS TO GIVE,
AND TO SEE JUST WHO,
IN THIS HOME, DID LIVE.
I LOOKED ALL ABOUT,
A STRANGE SIGHT I DID SEE,
NO TINSEL, NO PRESENTS,
NOT EVEN A TREE.
NO STOCKING BY MANTLE,
JUST BOOTS FILLED WITH SAND,
ON THE WALL HUNG PICTURES,
OF FAR DISTANT LANDS.
WITH MEDALS AND BADGES,
AWARDS OF ALL KINDS,
A SOBER THOUGHT,
CAME THROUGH MY MIND.
FOR THIS HOUSE WAS DIFFERENT,
IT WAS DARK AND DREARY,
I FOUND THE HOME OF A SOLDIER,
ONCE I COULD SEE CLEARLY.
THE SOLDIER LAY SLEEPING,
CURLED UP ON THE FLOOR,
IN THIS ONE BEDROOM HOME.
THE FACE WAS SO GENTLE,
THE ROOM IN DISORDER,
NOT HOW I PICTURED,
A TRUE AUSSIE SOLDIER.
WAS THIS THE HERO,
OF WHOM I’D JUST READ?
CURLED UP ON A PONCHO,
THE FLOOR FOR A BED?
I REALISED THE FAMILIES,
THAT I SAW THIS NIGHT,
OWED THEIR LIVES TO THESE SOLDIERS,
WHO WERE WILLING TO FIGHT.
SOON ROUND THE WORLD,
THE CHILDREN WOULD PLAY,
AND GROWNUPS WOULD CELEBRATE,
A BRIGHT CHRISTMAS DAY.
THEY ALL ENJOYED FREEDOM,
EACH MONTH OF THE YEAR,
BECAUSE OF THE SOLDIERS,
LIKE THE ONE LYING HERE.
I COULDN’T HELP WONDER,
HOW MANY LAY ALONE,
ON A COLD CHRISTMAS EVE,
IN A LAND FAR FROM HOME.
THE VERY THOUGHT BROUGHT,
A TEAR TO MY EYE,
I DROPPED TO MY KNEES,
AND STARTED TO CRY.
THE SOLDIER AWAKENED,
AND I HEARD A ROUGH VOICE,
“SANTA DON’T CRY,
THIS LIFE IS MY CHOICE;
I FIGHT FOR FREEDOM,
I DON’T ASK FOR MORE,
MY LIFE IS MY GOD,
MY COUNTRY, MY CORPS..”
THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
AND DRIFTED TO SLEEP,
I COULDN’T CONTROL IT,
I CONTINUED TO WEEP.
I KEPT WATCH FOR HOURS,
SO SILENT AND STILL,
AND WE BOTH SHIVERED,
FROM THE COLD NIGHT’S CHILL.
I DID NOT WANT TO LEAVE,
ON THAT COLD, DARK, NIGHT,
THIS GUARDIAN OF HONOR,
SO WILLING TO FIGHT.
THEN THE SOLDIER ROLLED OVER,
WITH A VOICE SOFT AND PURE,
WHISPERED, “CARRY ON SANTA,
IT’S CHRISTMAS DAY, ALL IS SECURE.”
ONE LOOK AT MY WATCH,
AND I KNEW HE WAS RIGHT.
“MERRY CHRISTMAS MY FRIEND,
AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.”
This poem was written by a Peacekeeping soldier stationed overseas. The
following is his request. I think it is reasonable
“PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favour of sending this to as many people as
you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to all of the
service men and women for our being able to celebrate these festivities. Let’s
try in this small way to pay a tiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and
think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us.
Please, do your small part to plant this small seed.”
Choose to lighten your life
Have pockets to fill with blooms
Let go of unnecessary gloom
Choose to be cheerful
Wherever you go
Carry joy with you
Choose enthusiasm in this now
For tommorow is another day😊
So you owe it to yourself
To make every day
Come alive for you!
Wherever you are
However the form
Which ever the patterns
That are shaping up
Take time to sense the possibilities
In the unchartered, unexplained
Unexplored undiscovered …
Creativity of human potential.
You have the ability
To aspire to inspire
And be inspired
To make life beautiful,
Meaningful in every moment.
There is an art, awaiting you
To breath life into
To be discovered
To be appreciated for arts sake!
In deepest turmoil
In utter confusion
Comes a breakthrough
Paving a new beginning.
Question is how patient are we?
To be ready to wait
To be tested time and time again
And how perseverant are we?
To know the rising waves are transient
All is a matter of time
Through the darkness shines a light
Rays of hope, happen to arrive.
Sharing a lovely piece of poetry
Two women, two different roles
The one who gave birth to me
And the one I gave birth to.
One gave all the love she had
The other got all the love I had
One strived in the life chosen for her
The other – for the life she chose
One made sure I didn’t have tears
The other ensured I face my fears
One hears my voice to know if am well
The other can read my face and tell
One had her eyes moist as she saw me go
The other made my eyes moist as I let her go
My past and my future when shall meet
Will be a picture ever so complete
Two women, two different roles
If only I could be a little like them,
The one who gave birth to me,
And the one I gave birth to.
Two women, two different roles.
Can simply say
Love is the bridge…
Betwixt & Between
Live life lovingly!❤
A world beyond
A borderless world
In the kindness of being.
Notions & judgments
In fear and confusion
Over man made division.
The beauty of creation
Survives the human frailties.
The world without borders
Is one of awe and intrigue
Of the alluring mystic
Of all pervading consciousness.
Of manifestations beyond compare
Of artistry beyond words
All strewn for us to sense
In the tapestry of life.
Unraveled in interdependence
Such is the true nature of elements
Of Creation at its best!
As you walk through
The sands of time
You will come across
Stories of truth and dare
Of pain and pleasure
Of life and living
That makes you wonder…
Why do some lives go through
Soul stirring moments of awakenings
And some soul numbing pain?
Why do some lives, dominate the weak
And some are broken and shattered in despair beyond repair.
Why do some lives live to experience
And some are born to slavery or traded
Why do some lives matter more?
Why lives lived are discriminated for its diversity of nature and differently treated?
Why day and night stops making sense for some.
We truly have no answers
But what we do now is the truth of this moment changes in the next!
That is solace enough to weather the storms.
For life is transitory and everything changes
For nothing stays the same.
This too shall pass.
I came across both these images almost in the span of a single day!
Like the mirror has two faces
Everything that is , is not all
There are two sides
What I pay attention
Grows with conviction
What I wish to disown
Diminishes to perish.
As this tree of life
Is taking roots
And shaping itself…
Yet the Choice
What to feed
And what to starve
The fate and future
Of two sides of my life
Solely rests with me.
Setting up protocols is a tedious process
But once set, it makes things much easier.
When a team shares the same language they communicate effectively so protocols aid in communication.When rules procedures are set as the protocol to follow, workflow improves without hitches With protocols laid down like a step-by-step process every employee can have clarity on ways to address conflicts if any, and how to seek resolution.
Why is there a need and necessity of creating rules systems and follow protocols?
In the workplace, it can be a guideline for proper behavior at work and also can help prevent conflicts or protect from harassment.
With changing times and situations as they are, whether it’s a ‘Work from home or office’, netiquettes and manners can make a huge difference in the way businesses are run.
Every small exchange of interaction can make or mar the communication levels.
Setting up protocols and training modules can increase productivity and improve professionalism in conducting business.
Communication for Implementation
For protocols to be successfully implemented It has to be relevant and easy to understand. Often the rules can seem too confusing so communication is very crucial in getting protocols in place in any organization understood. And even more so in this changing world.
Standards and protocols when defined properly, can certainly help increase productivity at work. And as expectations are set and there is clarity for what methods are for the deliverables and the timeframes, there is greater ownership, attention and accountability in the organization to follow the procedures.
As a Consultant I have enabled teams across departments setup their systems in place as well as improvising on the set procedures , while making the required changes such that the process can work efficiently. Ensuring the protocols are followed is just as challenging as setting it up. However, it becomes easier when they are followed as a practice with checks and balances in all teams without too many exceptions to the rule, to support new employees to ease in to the system.
How important have Protocols been for your organization’s efficiency?
Have your teams been following through the set norms and have they been effective?
I would love to know. Do share.
When I chose to study arts many years ago I chose it because I loved arts I was drawn to it just as much as I was drawn the physics of artistry or the philosophy of science. I wanted to understand more, I always felt there is so much to contemplate and discover for oneself, to discuss and reflect with one another.
Today having joyful engaged with many professional paths in my career over the years in both mainstream and offbeat tracks, I am voicing what’s in my heart.
Speaking from the Indian perspective
in those days, arts was a stream not taken by the so-called achievers, it was not for those who wanted to study management and have mainstream careers. It was way to become a future teacher or an artist. Not too many career options were thought to be open for the arts graduate. It was often ignorantly assumed that those who did not do well in Math and Science subjects will end up with the arts.
I knew then how wrong it was to segregate people into water tight compartments and more so to differentiate between subjects as unimportant and unnecessary. Unlike the times today, where every field of study has great scope… arts was given a frivolous status.
Thankfully over the years from literature to performance art from entertainment to edutainment, the range and the scope of art and its application grew to encompass a lot more.
Education suddenly realized the holistic approach to education and started integrated methods of education. With awareness came the realization that nothing exists in a vacuum.
There is interdependence in between various subjects and there are areas that are common to two different pathways. And in the intermingling new thoughts emerge and evolve in time.
Truly so, arts is interwoven in the tapestry of life and living. The way we are, the way we move and chose to flow with life everything is part of an artful flow . For life is an art in itself.
Today more than ever this very art is making life bearable.
There is a sudden leaning towards the arts, to poetry, paintings and prose, to dance and music, there are takers for all things’ art.
Perhaps as a means of entertainment, to simply sense the finer things of life in the interim period with nothing else to do. But art and its application has so much more to offer, in every season, to lift us from our banal mundane existence and creatively enrich and empower our hearts and minds with engaging experiences.
Trust art, to always deliver beyond the apparent.
by Savvy Raj
An interesting story share that conveys the importance of making the most of lifes difficult situations…. do read.
After 60 years of ideal married life , they had no secrets between each other. The wife’s only request was not to ask anything or open the wooden box she had kept in the attic. The husband respected that.
On her deathbed the wife told the husband ok. I want to tell u everything. Pl. Bring the box on the attic.
When he opened the box, there were 2 woollen dolls, his wife made and 10 lakhs. in cash.
The wife explained,when I came newly married to your house my grandmother gave a wise advice. She told never to argue with you for anything. If I’m angry she told me make a woolen doll which I was good at. I practiced that all these years.
Only 2 dolls. The husband was so happy he made his wife angry with him on only 2 occasions in theses 60 years.
What about the 10 lakhs? he asked.
Oh! That is the money I got by selling the other dolls I made.
LETTER FROM A MOTHER TO A DAUGHTER …
” My dear girl, the day you realize that I’m older, I ask you to be patient , but above all , try to understand what you ‘ll be passing by . When we talk , I repeat the same thing dozens of times , do not interrupt me saying : ” You said the same thing a minute ago .” Just listen , please. Try to remember the times when you were a child and I read the same story night after night until you sleep . When I do not want to bathe , do not be angry and not encabule me . Remember when you were a kid I had to run behind you making excuses and trying to put you in the bath ? When you realize you have difficulties with new technologies , give me time to learn and not look at me that way … remember, dear , how I patiently taught you many things such as eating right , getting dressed , fix your hair and give you with the problems of everyday life … the day you see that I’m older, I ask you to be patient , but above all , try to understand what you ‘ll be passing by . If I occasionally get lost in a conversation , give me time to remember and I do not, do not be nervous , impatient or arrogant . Just remember , in your heart , that the most important thing for me is to be with you . And when I grow old and my legs do not allow me to go as fast as before , give me your hand the same way that I offered him my much in its infancy . When that day comes , do not feel sad. Just stay with me and get me while I finish my life with love . I will love and thank you for the time and joy we share. With a smile and always had immense love for you, I just want to say I love you my dear daughter. “
The power you have.
Is the ultimate gamechanger
Doubt not its propensity
To change your destiny
Life moves on in will & design
You chart your path as you go
Your next moment is for you to intend
Keep your hopes and dreams alive
You hold the reins of happiness
You are in charge
You can steer life as you choose to
And trust yourself to find your way.
Time may seem to be flying
Faith may seem to diminish
Belief may seem to waver
But keep the hope alive in your heart
Life has a way of finding itself!