Churning up worlds

Let the state of your mind determine situations, not situations determine your state of mind. We strongly believe that constantly thinking about people and situations, exploring all our options in the infinitely possible scenarios, prepares us to deal with anything, Prevents any surprises, and strengthens our position. So our minds are constantly heavy, churning up worlds and stories to collectively crowd, color and confuse. What if we change this belief and choose instead not to dig so many thought roads, and keep a 'clear' head, leaving enough space to listen, understand and decide, energized with freshness and light. Treat the mind like your child, give it the attention and priority and guidance necessary. Nurturing its growth with constant attention and love.

Dear God

Dear God..Thank you for this beautiful life.. there were so many questions that needed answers but time seems to find its own answers and within its turning pages i have both grown and diminished.. maturity might bring understanding, but it also carries the essence of our perceptions and experiences.. determining our climb or fall over this mountain of lifetimes.. 

happy new year

Life Transforms in this Moment. Happy New Year!

Celebratory dance

To wake up early to greet the sunrise, the day, is a gift we give to ourselves, for in the quiet of the Dawn we get to know the hidden portions within, a conversation that satiates and uplifts. In the changing shades of orange and pink chasing and spreading in the lap of the sky, i saw a lone star proudly sharing the stage with the rising sun. The frantic awed chatter of the birds, some even breaking out into a mad celebratory dance. Felt the touch of God, born as stars, scaling horizons, building our presence on stage, shining brightly declaring our existence, making way to meld into the light.. to become the light.. Thought of meditation, and our thoughts, how they play havoc with our moods, our health, our emotions.. our lives.. and decided to just think about Nature in all its grandeur and wonder without wavering, and it worked, for love is an aphrodisiac leaving none exempt, and nature speaks the language of love constantly. A Living meaning of life, it holds answers to all we seek.

Shivers of sunshine

Seeing the hues of Dawn seeping deep into the heart of a blushing sea, i can only imagine the depths people are coloring us with, for aren't we too becoming mere mirrors, reflecting all that we see, identifying with all that we see, manifesting all that we see..

It never fails to fascinate those shivers of sparkling sunshine, as the sea dons dresses of spun gold and shimmering diamonds showcased royally by her..

I find Language fascinatingly wondrous and magical, as it translates in hearts with a fresh and unique meaning

Lockdown has given us the eyes, the time, to see things differently. Everyone says there are more birds around, but i feel they were always there, we were too rushed to see. Now we have parrots as friends, guests that energize and uplift as we happily feed them. Beauty and attitude factors majorly in our lives, even our attention towards birds proves that to us.

Breeze spreads its wings

Walked on a carpet of pearly moonlight.. glowing every corner of the terrace with colors blooming in its pale glow.. the sound of far off temple bells ride exultantly over the breeze.. a lone rooster greeting everyone with its wake up call.. a ship blows its horn in concurrence of the hour and the road grunts under the weight of a passing bus.. the sky lights up in expectation of the sun yet to rise, a hush all around.. a flap of wings here.. a bird's whisper there.. the breeze spreads its wings, enjoying its own dance across the universe.. what a welcome.. what a stage.. and what an audience.. quiet tiptoed flapping.. to reach their viewing gallery.. waiting to enjoy the advent of royalty.. sparrows hopping impatiently.. and the sun walks over the horizon.. in visible robes of changing light.. orange.. peach.. crimson.. pink.. the eagle circles in stern reprimand at the hurried and silent flight of a few laggards.. what divine applause of bird sounds.. what a greeting.. what a goodbye to 2020.. 

Becoming the light

Just when i think i have the got the right shade of color, it moves into another shade. Such is the brush of this divine painter, as it fills hues of sunshine into every Dawn.

I love the present - a gift from God

Watching this lone star in the pitch dark sky uplifted my spirits with shades of inspiration and hope. In the hues of darkness there are some who go completely blind, unable to even imagine coming out of it. Some freeze in the dark but wait for things to change.. some expectantly look towards an imagined light, knowing its there.. and some focus within, becoming the light, shining brightly for themselves, a beacon for the rest of the world.

Seeing the racing shades playing catch across the field of the sky, my heart feels ready to burst with emotions hard to contain, a confluence of love and joy  that compels me to rise so early, but despite this feeling, this treasured moment, this divine gift given freely, unconditionally, we walk away into dawns of sleep, taking for granted it will always be there, indulging comfort and inertia in spoilt petulancy, ignoring what we have, unappreciative, we curse life, we yearn for luxuries that cost dear, we earmark our worth and value financially, we wallow in loneliness and rue not having anyone or ever being loved. And Nature continues to woo, and love and enrich despite all our ignorance.

As the eagles fly high proudly declaring their domain, swooping down on anyone who dares defy them, and the parrots race each other screaming in glee, and the crows clean and feed themselves, and the sparrows hopping playfully, playing fly-catch, calling out with their happy trill.. declaring their needs in no firm litany, i wonder at their freedom, their unquestionable rightfulness in Nature, and our acceptance and enjoyment of it all. 

Celestial waking

Glimpsed a celestial waking today, as the sky stretched and yawned showing tantalizing glimpses of a rosy skin.. coming awake to sun-kissed advances.. suffused in pink.. donning the gift of a green negligee.. enjoying clouds contorting into confounding dance moves, in successful attempts to make them laugh.. my heart knows its in love.. and i want to shout it out from the rooftop.. hand in hand with the dawn.. that woos afresh.. in celestial seduction.. celebrating.. enjoying... rejoicing.. my presence.. my existence.. with me.. fingers of light spread out in blessing.. and the sun rises a proud parent walking down its light-strewn aisle.. the emotion.. the beauty.. of this moment.. inexplicable.. spreading settled shades of sunshine.. emanating from every heart..

Geometry in the sky

The sky dreams serenely under its blanket of stars.. which dawn transforms bit by bit into changing hues of rose and pearl.. an array of irresistible colors that enliven.. energize.. uplift.. shades of joy.. shades of love.. shades of sunshine.. the eagle police is sternly flying high and low, daring anyone to invade their proud kingdom.. and parrots race screaming with laughter, a marathon across the skies.. forming unbelievable acrobatic feats.. breaking into unnamed figures in the sky.. like excitable children rehearsing geometry on way to school.. writing myriad poems in our hearts.. songs of color.. lyrics of joy.. can life be perpetually beautiful in our minds.. what worlds are we constructing every moment.. if history seeps as bricks in these constructions, then why do shades of joy vaporize, or get overcome by bitterness, remorse or wistful regret.. if life is in this moment, then why not blast all constructions.. and enjoy this open space..  the sun rose with this thought.. as if blessing my first step into reality.. this parrot is screaming incessantly to capture my attention.. and this crow.. vying in bursts of energy.. and the eagles calling out to them as they fly in circles.. making me smile.. 

Corners of cosmos

Man has explored every corner of the cosmos, unaware of its existence within.. Like lord ganpati finding his world around his parents, while kartikeya goes all around it..

perceptions are strange things, giving words, meanings unheard, unfelt, unthought, the moment of experience creating fresh languages into our hearts, using those words to translate life.

And we write so many thought-stories incessantly.. spinning up emotional whirlpools, tornados of feelings that swamp.. that blur every path.. as we lose direction.. fumbling.. flailing.. looking to God for help.. instead of simply writing a different story.. for it is a fresh page.. and we are darkening it with reactive stories..

We love the colors of dawn and dusk.. we ignore them.. we love sunshine.. we curse a strong sun.. hide from it.. we love the day but draw blinds to shut it out.. and all along the sun remains the same.. contented in its identity.. its essence.. can we lead life like that.. taking reactions as momentary discomfort to the person, and nothing to do with us.. but are we not evolving too.. !?!

Orange and pink

The sun has brushed streaks of orange and pink across the canvas of the sky.. and the sky transforms itself to complement this magical painting with changing hues of blues and Gray.. it is a really difficult time for the entire world because of covid, making it a blessing to be able to breathe in the open without a mask.. nature blushes and blooms, in ecstatic joy, in our perceptions.. experiencing maybe for the first time shades of the sky.. shapes of cloud.. sounds of birds.. touch of the breeze.. taste of silence.. fragrance of love.. sultry coolness in the breeze lulls.. revives.. teasing the presence.. of unseen treasures.. of love.. of divinity.. of strength.. Faith..  happiness.. a list reaching into infinity.. mocking our loneliness.. our sadness.. our devastation.. our lack.. for everything ever dreamt or thought avers it's presence within.. the sun rises slowly.. laughing in the face of our frantic search for matching the exact color.. to the shades of life.. radiating fresh meanings into the word sunshine.. 

Welcome home

Life feels Beautiful today as Heartprints of Love brush our Home with the Infinite Colours of Joy. Welcome Home!

Wolf Moon

The sky woke up to a pearly sheet of moonset, as it stood there, pregnant with love and purity.. fingers of moonshine lightly kissing the night awake.. a miraculous sight, the rose undulating with pearl to divine music, moving deep into the hearts of the sky and sea.. making these parrots go wild keeping tempo with their version of songs.. flying into confounding streaks of colors and moves.. and the crow calls out declaring its invite.. and sparrows skip around chiding its grumpy staccato.. what gifts this dawn unveils.. gifts that break into individual songs.. as they play to the lyrics in our hearts.. every morning i fall in love.. but stepping into the day creates fresh spaces, that consume with passions and myriad affairs. Does the present consume me.. should i lose myself in it.. experiencing the fresh wonder within.. with all my senses.. with complete attention.. as it was meant to be.. the entire creation exists in this moment.. this moment holds our own identity.. this moment experiences divinity.. this moment is all there is.. our only reality.. this moment sees us asleep.. this moment awakens our being.. is that why i feel compelled to imbibe these images.. these pearly and orange orbs.. 

New Baby

In this Beautiful Expression of Life, heard you have made  a Forever Bond with Eternity. Congratulations to both of you!

So Proud

The Creativity in your Heart is Drenched with a Love that helps you Excel at everything you do. So Proud!