In the bowing is a prayer answered
In the kneeling to the cosmic connects
Acknowledge the grace that’s revered
And the blessings that protects
Sense the touch of the angels around
Feel the flow of divinity in the haloed healing light abound…
Embrace the moments in silence and serenity.
Savvy
Artwork Titled- ‘Blessings’ Painting by Savvy Raj
My painting ‘Blessings’, came to me almost as a flow… It spoke much to me as I brushed in serenity-of-silence with the colours it was as if it was meant to manifest itself and all along I sensed I was simply a channel.
I bet everyone will love to read this….. Every day early morning a little girl would come to the temple and stand before the idol, close her eyes and with folded hands, murmur something for a couple of minutes, then open her eyes, bow down, smile and go out running.This was a daily affair. The temple Poojari was observing her and was curious about what she was doing. He realised that she was too small to know the deeper meaning of religion & that she would hardly know any prayers. But then what was she doing every morning in the temple? A few days passed and Poojari now couldn’t resist but to find out more about her behaviour. One morning, the Poojari reached there before the girl and was waiting for her to complete her ritual. He placed his hand on her head and said, “My child, I have been seeing you since the last few days. You come here regularly. What do you do?” “I pray,” She said spontaneously. “Do you know any prayers?”asked the Poojari with some suspicion in his voice. “…No” Replied the girl. “Then what are you doing closing your eyes every day?” he smiled. Very innocently the girl said :“I do not know any prayer, but I know “a,b,c,d….up to z.”I ‘recite it five times’ and tell God that,”I don’t know your prayer, but it cannot be outside of these alphabets.” Please arrange the alphabets as you wish and that is my prayer.” And she ran, jumping on her way out. The Poojari stood there dumbstruck,staring at her for a long time as she disappeared running in the wilderness. This is THE UNCONDITIONAL belief in God that we pray.
Every year Parents took their son to his Grandmother’s House for the Summer Break, and they would return Home in train after Two Weeks.
One Day the Boy tells
his Parents:
′′ I’m Grown Up now,
What if I go to Grandma’s House alone this Year ???”
After a Brief Discussion
Parents agree.
They were standing on the Railway Station, seeing him off,
Giving him Last Instruction through the Window,
As Boy continues to repeat:
′′ I know, you’ve already told me so many times…!”
Train is about to leave and Father whispers:
′ My Son,
If you suddenly feel Bad or Scared, this is for you !…… ′
And he slips something into his Pocket.
Now the Boy was all alone, sitting on the Train, without his Parents,
for the First Time…
He looks at the Scenery through the Window.
Around him Strangers Hustle, make Noise, Enter and Exit
the Compartment,
He gets that Feeling that he was alone..
A person even gives him a
Scary look…
The Boy felt uncomfortable…
And now he was frightened also.
He lowered his head, snuggled in a corner of the Seat,
tears rose to his Eyes.
At that Point he remembered his Father putting something in his pocket.
With a trembling hand he groped this piece of paper, and he opened it,
Son, “Don’t Worry,”
I am in the Next Compartment…
*Truth* :
This is How it is in Life…
When God has sent us in this World, all by ourselves,
HE has also slipped a note in our pocket,
*God Says:*
I am Travelling with you,
I am within your reach !
Call on Me…❗
Savvy Raj 
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