I learned…

I learned that crying could wash my soul, but weakened my spirit and I needed to be strong, too strong to fight against the lions in the concrete jungle! I searched for love but I found no reciprocity, then I was living by expectations, not expecting much from the people! I looked for a true love, but only I found fugacious relationships and I got used to it or I would live in solitude … I sought to please and balance me amid traces of life, but I had to relearn how to walk amid losses and on a tightrope! … Continue reading I learned…

Spirituality vs. Religion …

People can at times confuse spirituality with religion, because the two often come together. Religions are sets of practices and beliefs that have been created based on epiphanies and teachings of prophets, saints, or sages. Most religions are intended to lead you into the light of spirituality, either by focusing on an outer form of divinity, or on the spiritual presence within yourself, or both. In a nutshell, spirituality relates to your own personal experience and relationship with the divine. Spirituality is a loaded word, often misunderstood, as its practices include meditation, contemplation and direct communication with universal consciousness. Spirituality … Continue reading Spirituality vs. Religion …

I believe we all need to be loved.

We need to be touched, to know that we exist, and that we need to express and receive expressions of love. It does matter that somebody cares about us. Somebody sees a hope in us. Someone who truly believes in us. The more love you give, the more love you will receive. Leo Rosten, beautifully answers the question, “How do we live a life of love?” “In some way, however, small and secret, each of us is a little mad…Everyone is lonely at bottom and cries to be understood, but we can never entirely understand someone else, and each of … Continue reading I believe we all need to be loved.

Write about it…

You are still here. Others have died inside at this point, but you still have your wits about you. The colors of your dream are still vibrant whereas others have faded away. You’re still working like all you want can happen tomorrow; you’re still pursuing your vision with integrity even though the work’s been beyond difficult. Why? You know why. Write about it. You refuse to look back. They can’t relate to who you are now and your focus is on the glimpse you caught of yourself way down the road. People say you’re crazy for going on a glimpse, … Continue reading Write about it…

I have moved…

I’ve moved. Let me send you my change of address. Better yet, let me draw you a map, Though your way and my way will not be the same. There are places I’ve been I hope you do not have to go. And yet, had I not passed through them, would I have arrived here? So I will share some notes from the journey, And if you find yourself lost in the underworld, Immobilized by despair and grief Crushed heart barely beating, Maybe I can offer some comfort. Or perhaps you will find we have traveled parallel paths, And now … Continue reading I have moved…

Small heart…

So much held in a heart in a lifetime. So much held in a heart in a day, an hour, a moment. We are utterly open with no one, in the end – not mother and father, not wife or husband, not lover, not child, not friend. We open windows to each but we live alone in the house of the heart. Perhaps we must. Perhaps we could not bear to be so naked, for fear of a constantly harrowed heart. When young we think there will come one person who will savour and sustain us always; when we are … Continue reading Small heart…