Tag: Personal
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Kindly Guide Me
Honestly, I consider myself mediocre at my job all because I never went ahead and learnt the nuances within my acquired skillset. And I feel it is now time that start honoring what I have given so much time, effort and sweat to – my career. I’m now reskilling from scratch like a child that […]
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Where’s the Frolic?
I want to play. I want to play like there’s no tomorrow. Like I can just collect every ounce of happiness and joy, pack it in a suitcase and carry it with me forever across lifetimes, till that becomes a baggage, and then I shed it and I create another suitcase, but with a different set of joy and happiness.
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I Am All Wind
The wind whirling around in my room reminds me of how I need silence in my life. This sound of the whirl makes me want to settle down, to feel it whirling, to become the center and simply observe. It makes me want to let it touch me, feel me, sense me, feed me and […]
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God, Love and Silence
Silence. When my spiritual journey started, I was going to some full moon meditation gatherings quite a bit far away from my home. On the way to the events, I would often turn on Om sounds on my headphones and close my eyes in the cab. I used to have significant experiences during those rides […]
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Yes, I See YOU
Yes, I see you. I see you trying, To unfold yourself, To unfold, And to make sense of the pain that is me. I see you crying, From that very pain, And the ignominy of failure. I see your pain, I fully feel it, For I have it too. And yet you continue, And I […]
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Yes, I’m Hurt!
Empath – (chiefly in science fiction) a person with the paranormal ability to apprehend the mental or emotional state of another individual. I consider myself an empath. Which means I know that I can safely say that I know most times what’s in someone’s heart. I know how they are feeling aside from the times […]
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Pain-ting “The Wall”
He deserved it, but he had never learnt it. He never gave himself enough credit. He was tough, but fragile. He was fast, but slow. He was high, but low. He was talking, yet silent. He was near, but distant. He was calm, yet angry. He was gifted, but rejected. He was true, but falsified. He was giving unconditionally, but was being received conditionally. He was laughing, but crying. He wanted an ear, but found no voice. He saw, but found everything invalidated inside his head. He was the epitome of living breathing dichotomy. Why?
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A Letter to the Lost
Hey Hello, Please accept my gratitude as I reach out to your spirits. I don’t know what to call you for I am still in human flesh. Brothers/Sisters/Sons/Daughters but I feel these designations are unnecessary for what I’m about to tell you and also wouldn’t exist in your realm to where you’ve retreated. I know […]
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My Childhood Traits
In my last post, I talked about the Loyal Soldier and how it needs to be brought home, welcomed, loved endlessly and molded to reflect and help us with our current reality than the battles it has fought before with us. I believe our subconscious is built up of every learning, every survival strategy that […]
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My Inner Child – Family
Close your eyes. Hold your intention to find a memory that disturbs you the most. Breathe deeeeeeeep and releeeeeeease. Relaaaaaxx! While for many of us, these would be a fleeting reel, for me this is a looooong tortuous tape. Really long, so long that if I dig deeper into them any further, I could create […]
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