Fly Solo!

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Cattle Egret – taking off -By Atanu Chakraborty

When a bird let’s go off the perch …
Does the bird look around for relatives?
Comrades of same feathers to accompany
Does it seek, during flight, some life perspectives?
From a higher vantage point, some harmony

When a bird let’s go off the perch …
Does the bird itself taking flight
Become a perspective?
For those looking up to it

When a bird let’s go off the perch …
It finds the ability to fly above it all
Any kind of wrongness or rightness
Leaving all hesitation behind
Its flight is all lightness
The joy and strength in its wings
A sense of freedom it rings

The ability to fly off the perch in itself
Is a maturity in perspectives
It is the ability to simply Be
Your potential and your joy and your ease

What helps you fly in the first place
Is your letting go in space
Of all that you hold on to
Sometimes it is the need for control
Sometimes the lack of trust
To let go and follow your soul

Flight of Success

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Photo Credit : Pelican in Flight by Atanu Chakraborty

When a bird soars high in the sky

What is it’s connection to the earth?
Is it aware of the height it is at?

Does it perceive the expanse around?
Does it perceive all the freedom surround?

Does it simply take flight in the light
All unaware of the ground below in sight?

Humans that dream of taking flight
Of what is called as success in their intention

When they do take flight in their realm

How aware and connected do they stay
To the ones they left behind in the day?

Do they become one with the height?
Not knowing any difference slight

It is the ones watching them who measure
The distance and the scale of the flight

Is this how detachment sets in
For the ones taking flight?

No …you didn’t!

You didn’t mess it all up.
No
You didn’t!
You showed up.
With all that you had in you.

You didn’t lose anything.
No
You didn’t!
You showed up.
You got exactly and all out of it.

You learned something
About yourself and about that thing.
You showed up.
You will never be the same again
When you show up next.

You didn’t mess it all up.
No
You didn’t lose anything!

 

Thank you dear Debbie for accepting this as a contribution to ForgivingConnects. I am always deeply enriched with peace when reading your posts.

After the Storm

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Storm raging
(Nature choosing it’s rhythm,
seasonal rains or a tragic disaster)

I watch through curtains flying in
Rains and winds howling
There is destruction
There is chaotic flurry
Broken homes empty
Yet sky so pretty

Storm raging
(Human mind losing it’s rhythm,
everyday upset or a traumatic event)
I feel with mind closing in
Emotions and overthinking
There is breathstruction
There is confused fury
Broken dreams hearty
Yet hopes so many

The storm passes away
(After the storm of both kinds)
Everything is at standstill
Eerie quiet and also disarray
World as you know it, is no more
Some changes sting to the core
Rearranges what you see and believe
All that you think will help relieve

Drop into the blanks
Collect the right thoughts
To build a new dream
Collect the right planks
As if to build a new home

Step at a time, carved to lead you there
New ways to discover waiting where
Don’t rush, the road is wet and slippery
Take time to scan the landscape
Courage and surrender required so very
Tread with faith, there is no escape

Times that become the year

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Gratitude 2016
For the rich, sometimes dark
The perfect roast of aliveness
(Are you talking of my coffee?
Asked a curious good friend
Adding a touch of funny sweetness)
For the amazing, sometimes confusing
All of them the beautiful times

Gratitude 2016
For the moments of laughter precious
Tears that washed away the vicious
Anger, sadness, agony too, I admit
For the endurance through it all, a gift
For the people I can only begin to list

Gratitude 2016
For all the sortin’ and the siftin’
Of all my wishes for the coming 17
Wishes of some conquests and quests
Of finding rest in best of self
And the best in slowness and rests
Heights of glory in mind & beyond mind
Happiness and joys of true kind

Gratitude in advance 2017
For everything I know will be fulfilled
That’s the faith I got from ’16
Ask, dream, believe, it comes
Cherish, relish, receive when it does come

All of you who touched me
With your kind presence or energy
Of your words, wishes, thoughts & gesture
No difference to me real world or virtual
I hold all of you in my intention & asking
To find peace and love and infinite living
In the year of 2017

Change …BEING through it…

Change chooses it’s own garments. Sometimes very strange and unexpected ones.

Sometimes we know exactly what bothers us. We talk about it at length, discuss and dissect the projected repercussions. We find solace in the use of our intelligence to come to a logical, comfortable, understanding and conclusion.

Sometimes the overall appearance of change causes great turmoil and emotions. Lot of energies get stirred.  There is no mind involved to give it language, no thoughts or words. Just an intensity in our own Being.

The sensitive or aware ones have stayed awake to the slightest hints of turbulances on the slate of their consciousness. They imbibe the energy of chaos and jitters around. They feel the discomfort but are themselves connected with trust in the larger scheme of things. That there is goodness of existence in all that ripples through.

The change is sometimes the storm or the force that awakens all that is hidden for long. Use this force of change to explore what is stirring inside you. What is it that is pinching the feeling of goodness inside you. Go after that within you and your choices that keep you from getting a good night sleep. Choose the next best thing that you can do for yourself and then for those in immediate relation to you.

When turmoil of change comes, the choices are to either become very small in perception, as compared to the grandest scheme of things, or to become so grand in your way of being, that you are able to contain all that is happening around you, with utmost stability.

Close your eyes. Bring yourself to sit in front of the ocean, with the sun shining above the horizon. The Sun is the source of it all on this planet. Listen to the sound of your own breath …or listen to the sound of the waves. Whichever sound gives you the smoothest experience …choose that! Perceive yourself as this miraculous part of the grand scheme of things. The Source of goodness provides to all without discrimination. Trust that it prevails in all humans and situations. Invoke it as part of your experience now!

Look at the ocean …the infiniteness of it. Open your heart as if you contain that expansiveness. Breathe luxuriously. It is your foremost right. The ocean is vast …everything else are waves …of change, of any worry, of any turmoil …they pass, resolve …all dormant goodness would be eventually awakened …even more deeply …let us make the beginning within us!

 

Which one is it?

Which one is it?

Painful yet beautiful
Beautiful yet painful

Sadness with a sweet smile
Sweet smile with sadness

Tears of joy
Joy of tears

Love has attachment
True love is detachment

Memories from past
Reside in present

Past in present
Present in past

Heartful love
Longing heart

Letting go of desire
Desire of letting go

Life a wishful dream
Dream a wishful life

Journey of a lifetime
Lifetime of a journey

Perfect imperfection
Imperfect perfection

Content conclusion
Concludes contentment

Certainty always uncertain
Uncertainty always certain

Unwavered faith in Universe
Utmost support on true path

Miraculous design
Divine timing

Which one is it?

Imperfect Perfections

Ever walked into an elementary school science fair
To find some perfect ones and some that are made by kids?
Now which exactly is perfection there?

Ever had a long time dream come true?
A feeling of contentment it brings …
But also have a more nascent one stirring inside you?
A tinge of anxiousness it brings …
Now where exactly is perfection there?

Ever wanted to go soak in a hot tub, overlooking majestic mountains?
Wished it was blue, clear with the perfect weather…
But it rains, turns cold, just more beautiful too?
You go anyway and soak in the warm waters, with the rain drenching from above
You lose yourself and the senses in the warm and the cold together…
Now which exactly is perfection there?

Ever dream of a perfect family as you grow old
2 doting kids, maybe grandkids some…
Not too close, not too far …
Spend life to control and make that happen?
Or look at each relations as infinite souls
Finding their way to being whole…
You be in their highest support
Now which is perfection there?

Humanness is the richness of life
Infiniteness is the measure of joy
As we dabble in each
Humanness comes with no choice
It’s the other that is a conscious choice
Now which is perfection there?

Perfection is in the imperfections
Perfection is in the timing and the design
Perfection is the experience when we let go
Express as if a contribution to the divine flow
Perfection and imperfection
What is what anymore I don’t know!

Life itself or a dream …

Life is either a dream
Or this a dream come true
We talked about this, ago a decade
Comes true, milestone as we celebrate
Silent Stay Retreat though the name
Heartful conversations part of our game
Lounging under the sky and the moon
Soaking in the rain, silence of the meditation room,
Hammocks, happiness, gifts of gratitude
Expansive views, long walks on trails
Thoughts and ideas from heart set sail
Blissed and blessed
May the memories serve when stressed
Life is either a dream
Or this a dream come true.

A dear friend and I talked since long about taking time out from being busy moms, for a weekend retreat, to nourish the infinite beings in us. That dream came true to celebrate our soon approaching birthdays, not far apart 🙂 Infinite gratitude for this time to come to us, sooner than we imagined possible!

Miracles of Living

Miracles unfold oh so slowly
When you want them to hurry
When you look back on them
You go holy moley!
They were happening all along
More than you did count among

Sporadic glimpses sprinkled
Dreams repeatedly rekindled
Sometimes it is here & now
And we are busy thinking when & how

Those blank pauses
Times of boredom and lone-ness
That tend to bring worry
Are the ones going towards possibility
If you fill them with mindless doing
You might miss on being
The witness of the miracle due coming

Comes in packages big and small
Some persons near or across the miles
Uplifting conversations and smiles
Sometimes just being on a mountain tall
Or listening to the waves crash and fall

Everything that you have ever asked for
Everything you ever yearned for
Just exactly that is what you keep living
Miracle of a life yes it is you living

All that you know as, gets rearranged
Into the asked for gift, to be packaged
Look closely, unwrap slowly
The wrapping is not your choice really
Maybe pleasant or painfully unpleasant
You asked for it & matter it doesn’t!

You will marvel at the miracle surely
As you learn to love yourself purely
Connecting to other souls dearly
Whom you find to be seekers too clearly

The glimpses sprinkled
And the dreams rekindled
Will keep you on the way
Like a lit path to help you stay
A sense of trust towards destiny
A sense of joy in the journey
Not knowing where you will reach
Or maybe even want to reach …