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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