Every year I take the time to remember the Ones who passed away. I do it especially on the All Saints’ Day and All Soul’s Day, i.e. the 1st and 2nd November. The Ones are family members, friends and interesting people whom I have met on my path. I light the candles and recall who […]
Photo credit Fe Langdon, available on Flickr under Creative Commons. How we say One of the major obstacles in your development is to perceive yourself as a static thing. Similarly, one of the most limiting ways for a solution-focus is to look at a situation or problem as an event frozen in time. So you […]
This is a beautiful poem by my friend Salil Deena. Read it. Contemplate it. Enjoy. A sense of wonder Sometimes, the amazement of the universe makes one ponder Rational thought just retires into the corner And the magic wand of intuition becomes the main actor Leading one into magical worlds of deeply bewildering wonder To achieve this sense of mystical innocence Deep humility, a loving heart and the curiosity of a child Are what it takes, as well as some patience and perseverance For it takes some cultivation of character to stop the mind from going wild All of our experience is coloured by the mind The greatest luxuries of the world have no value If the mind is imbued with negativity and the heart is not kind It is like having no appetite whilst sitting in from of an exuberant menu The mind trained to appreciate simplicity Sees beauty everywhere, from the chirping birds, soothing breeze or dazzling sunset All speaking for a formless spirit that expresses itself through multiplicity The same voice can be heard within when the mind is quiet When the mind is tranquil and the heart overflowing with joy The inner spirit is expressing itself through its chosen channels Being infinite, it creates a universe to play as a toy Knowing no bounds, through time and space it travels When one looks at the world through the innocence of a child A deep sense of wonder is felt as one marvels at the majesty of nature That seems to be infinitely composed but at the same time wild Yet the flourishing of conscious life is what it seeks to nurture A silent force seems to be at work in the organisation of natural phenomena From the decentralised organisation of aunt colonies To the flocking of birds in v‐shape for aerodynamic optima […]
I really like poems. I am attracted to poems and art in which more is left out than expressed directly. I’m delighted when presented with an interesting line, a sketch or an idea. I love the empty spaces between the things. I simply love and appreciate ideas. And I love when my imagination is at work. The […]