My job is to remember your Wholeness. To sit in the dark with you Knowing that there is light Waiting to embrace you That it has never left... It may have got reduced To the match in your hand Or to the switch That will draw open the blinds. Or it may be glimmering dimly … Continue reading Poems: Remembering Wholeness
We blink in and out of existence Ephemeral and unreal. How one shows up can change Every moment, fresh and malleable. Like the dance of shadows Cast by playful fingers Filtering clear sight Becoming a rabbit, or eagle Just as easily. With each breath We decide. Whether to be trapped As a singular … Continue reading Poems: Light And Shadows
Ever noticed the subtle, secret satisfaction derived in complaining, "I am just too busy to do that right now!"? Here, 'that' can refer to anything from having fun, taking care of your self, spending quality time with loved ones, learning anything new ... or just about anything under the sun. We get locked into patterns … Continue reading Busy as a Bee?
Tell me no more about what awaits Beyond the next bend in the road I am sitting here right now Watching the truth unfold... ‘If I cannot see the break of dawn From where I am placed today Following the sun’s shadow from Dawn to dusk Will be a journey of endless darkness, In a … Continue reading Poems: Sunflame
There will be moments when it seems hopeless Exhaustion has seeped in to the core You have done all that you think you could, And then also some more. There is no rock bottom, Falling through a never ending hell, Light seems a distant dream, You are too demoralized to care. Right when it seems … Continue reading Poems: This too shall pass
I sketched an outline of the world I dreamed And invited light to bring it to life It poured in fluid, generous and colourful, Spilling over, blurring the lines. I was taken aback as before my eyes All the boundaries melted away And though this was not what I had wanted, It was better in … Continue reading Poems: A Play of Light
An inner landscape artist. Is there such a term? Because I get flummoxed when I have to describe what I do. Author, facilitator, life coach, healer – these are some of the terms I use lightly. To try and keep it brief. But the truth is that I do little other than tending to my … Continue reading Inner Landscapes