When the odds stack high, .When our visions are not far enough,When the road ahead seems blocked,When we are at our wits’ endWhen we are at cross with destinyIt shakes hand with us.As it has planned aheadA reciprocal arrangementThat opens a new path,A new vision appears.Nothing ends,A new beginning starts.Hope is here to stay. A […]
Every morning in my moments of gratitude, I reflect on the things that I could have some times taken for granted. It has become a consistent habit for many years now…
In these contemplations there is often much that emerges, sometimes what’s apparent is not what is, and sometimes what is, is not all…
Today it was all about strength, not the kind that makes you go on, to push further but actually the kind that is gentle and quiet, I am talking of that which is often invisible.
What came up was …
That strength doesn’t have to proclaim That strength is often that which is hidden in you That surfaces in the storms That strength too needs rest to recover and its ok That strength is seen in the so called small ordinary moments of life in subtle ways That strength needs no nudging but nurturing in gratitude, for it appears whenever in need as a force of nature. That every one of your strengths and my strengths are valuable in our lives to make it whole and complete.
Gratitude to all spheres of strength in need for its a strength in deed.
I sense hope every time I see a fragile flower. Mistake not, the flower as fragile for in its blooming from a bud it has resilience writ large in every petal .Projecting hope majestically it withstands the day come rain or sun
Every flower is a powerful yet graceful testament of hope & strength springing fresh from the earth.
Speaking of Power…
Power is often mistaken to be loud and aggressive, but often it is the quiet, the silent rebellion that has the most effect.
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