Untamed..

Of course we can try to read manuals, develop strategies, control our behavior, but all these things are useless..

Love is an untamed force.

- Paulo Coelho

photo : http://www.facebook.com/ImranKhanSheikhPhotography 

The Dance !!!

We have come to be danced
Not the pretty dance
Not the pretty pretty, pick me, pick me dance
But the claw our way back into the belly
Of the sacred, sensual animal dance

The unhinged, unplugged, cat is out of its box dance
The holding the precious moment in the palms
of our hands and feet dance.

We have come to be danced
Not the jiffy booby, shake your booty for him dance
But the wring the sadness from our skin dance
The blow the chip off our shoulder dance.
The slap the apology from our posture dance.

We have come to be danced
Not the monkey see, monkey do dance
One two dance like you
One two three, dance like me dance
But the grave robber, tomb stalker
Tearing scabs and scars open dance
The rub the rhythm raw against our soul dance.

We have come to be danced
Not the nice, invisible, self-conscious shuffle
But the matted hair flying, voodoo mama shaman shaking ancient bones dance
The strip us from our casings, return our wings
sharpen our claws and tongues dance
The shed dead cells and slip into the luminous skin of love dance.

We have come to be danced
Not the hold our breath and wallow in the shallow end of the floor dance but the meeting of the trinity: the body, breath and beat dance

The shout hallelujah from the top of our thighs dance
The mother may I? Yes you may take ten giant leaps dance
The olly olly oxen free free free dance
The everyone can come to our heaven dance.

We have come to be danced
Where the kingdoms collide
In the cathedral of flesh
To burn back into the light
To unravel, to play, to fly, to pray
To root in skin sanctuary
We have come to be danced! We have come.”
~ by Jewel Mathieson

from her book "This Dance: A Poultice..." 

The lover..

The Lover is ever drunk with Love.

He is mad,

she is free.

He sings with delight,


she dances with ecstasy.

Caught by our own thoughts,

we worry about everything.

But once we get drunk on that Love

whatever will be, will be.

If anyone wonders how Jesus raised the dead,

don’t try to explain the miracle.

Kiss me on the lips.

Like this. Like this.

Love is best when mixed with anguish.

In our town,

we won't call you a Lover

if you escape the pain.

Look for Love in this way,

welcome it to your soul,

and watch your spirit fly away in ecstasy.

~Rumi 

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Kiss the earth..

"A little too abstract, a little too wise,
It is time for us to kiss the earth again,
It is time to let the leaves rain from the skies,
Let the rich life run to the roots again."
~Robinson Jeffers

The pic was taken during my morning walk :)

The modern fairy tale :)

The modern fairy tale ending is the reverse of the traditional one: A woman does not wait for Prince Charming to bring her happiness; she lives happily ever after only by refusing to wait for him -- or by actually rejecting him. It is those who persist in hoping for a Prince Charming who are setting themselves up for disillusionment and unhappiness. ~Susan Faludi 

 Its all about loving ourselves sweethearts ..!!

Happy Valentine's day..!!! :)

A prayer..

My sister gave this prayer to me.. Its from the bible.. Gods words to Isiah the prophet.. This prayer is for a person seeking the purpose of his life.. For one who is chasing the dream in his heart..For one starting a new begining..

I loved the verses and made a video of it :)

Love..

"It matters not who you love, where you love, why you love, when you love or how you love, it matters only that you love”
― John Lennon

something new..

Some changes look negative on the surface but you will soon realize that space is being created in your life for something new to emerge

 --Eckhart Tolle

Insanity..

And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music.


~ Nietzsche

Life..

As each precious year of my life passes ,  I am  getting more and more convinced that the words below breathe pure life..


Rules 4 , 6 , 7 , 9  were  the  lessons that remoulded me and my life the most.

Rule 4 was the most painful..

Rule 9 was the most liberating..

What about you?



The Ten Rules for Being Human

1. You will receive a body.

2. You will be presented with lessons.

3. There are no mistakes, only lessons.

4. Lessons are repeated until learned.

5. Learning does not end.

6. "There" is no better than "here".

7. Others are only mirrors of you.

8. What you make of your life is up to you.

9. All the answers lie inside of you.

10. You will forget all of this at birth.

From the book    "If Life is a Game, These are the Rules."
(Written by Cherie Carter-Scott, Ph.D.,

Awakening..

“Your visions will become clear only when you can look into your own heart. 

Who looks outside, dreams;

who looks inside, awakes.” 

― C.G. Jung

Beauty..

 

If you want to have beauties of the sky
Appear to you and flirt with you,
Give your heart to the One who makes the mirror.
He will make it shine, be clean.
O Heart, be silent. Talk without words.
~ Rumi

Crossing the oceans..

They will not cry out loud,

No tears will fall from their eyes,

Those who have suffered the depths of pain.

 Their very soul torn apart.

In darkness innocence was lost and in darkness the scars remain,

to be healed only by a love that would cross oceans

with no stars to guide and wait eternity

as if it were but a day...

just to reach the hidden door of their heart.


~Jimmy McClendon

A weed bouquet..

A rose can say "I love you", orchids can enthrall, but a weed bouquet in a chubby fist, yes, that says it all. ~Author Unknown

Dying..

I don't know why.. but there is at least one case of death during my night duty now a days..

Actually my colleagues have started to tease me about it..


Its not anything dramatic.. all are chronic cases.. waiting for the release that only death can provide.. from bedsores.. catheters.. and iv drips medicines and sleepless nights of agony..


Waited.. patiently..and  sometimes impatiently..by the patient. as well as the relatives...
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Whatsoever.. I don't mind it.. I like to watch death arriving..

Slowly..

  I wait for the gasping to slow down.. the pulse to  become feeble.. and finally  the pupils to become dilated and fixed.

Waiting with the patient and his relatives I wonder how his life had been.. I say a silent prayer that the person leavng has no genuine regrets..



Recently I watched  an elderly lady breath her last.. the gasping was slowing down.. she thrust her tongue between her parched lips..

'Water ?'  I asked

She nodded softly..

A thin stream of tears trickled slowly down her sunken cheeks..

I told the sister on duty to call her husband

'Give her a sip of water.' I spoke gently..

He obliged.. she gulped the water down


Suddnly he started to weep and wheeze.. and crumpled on to the floor

OMG..!!

We carried him to a nearby bed..

He was gasping..

Hyperventilating  actually..

 Cos of severe mental stress.. !!!!

 W left the dying patient and attended to him !!

He responded to treatment..

We waited for some time for him to  settle.. and went back to the dying patient..

And smoothed her death..

I remember another case.. a chronic alcoholic.. with end stage.alcoholic liver disease ..

He lay dying .. slowly..

What struck me was his son.. a Teenager.. only as old my son.. waited alone for the death to come.. only his few friends  were with him.

The man had fought with all his relatives and even his wife had left him

But the son has somehow been able to forgive him.. he waited.. for days.. on the veranda outside the ICU.. .
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After the death.. the body was handed over to him.. he took over and made all the arrangements..


I was impressed by the way he did it.. soft.. sure and sad. and dignified... supported by his few friends as young as  him .
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I felt like hugging him .. comforting him ..and supporting him.

But I did nothing..

Just watched and learned ...

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This year..

    


This  year I will take time daily to
             
Master my mind.
              
Care for my body.
   
Nourish my soul

I will Read , Write,  Pray and Thank daily.

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Forgive...!!

This year  I  had an experience that hurt me badly.. Almost shattered me. I can proudly say that I  really understand what the poem below means.. cos it was forgiving that person that ultimately healed my wounds..


The tears I shed, I forgive.
The suffering and disappointments, I forgive.
The betrayals and lies, I forgive.
The slandering and scheming, I forgive.
The hatred and persecution, I forgive.
The punches that were given, I forgive.
The shattered dreams, I forgive.
The dead hopes, I forgive.
The disaffection and jealousy, I forgive.
The indifference and ill will, I forgive.
The injustice in the name of justice, I forgive.
The anger and mistreatment, I forgive.
The neglect and oblivion, I forgive.
The world with all its evil, I forgive.


Grief and resentment, I replace with understanding and agreement.
Revolt, I replace with music that comes from my violin.
Pain I replace with oblivion.
Revenge, I replace with victory.
I will be able to love above all discontentment.
To give even when I am stripped of everything.
To work happily even when I find myself in the midst of all obstacles.
To dry tears even when I am still crying.
To believe even when I am discredited. 

                                                          -  Paulo coelho 

P.S. From his new book The Aleph (O Aleph),  The book is currently only in Portuguese, but it will be published world wide in 2011

Flow..

Whatever runs contrary to the 'Flow' will not last..

Let us  learn when to act and when not to act.
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Let us understand the 'Action in Inaction and 'Inaction in Action'

Let life unfold and unfurl over us..

Let us accept and harmonize with the 'Flow.'.

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Someone

We wait a lifetime to meet Someone

Who understands us,

Accepts us as we are.

At the end,

We find that Someone, all along,

Has been Ourselves.

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Two possibilities.

There are only two possibilities in every moment. You can fight or you can kiss.

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