Tag: Spiritual
-
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.
-
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 […]
-
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 […]
-
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 […]
-
Invitation to the Conscious Men
Registration Link – https://shamanic-vision.net/awakening-conscious-man/ Invitation to the Conscious Man – Dec 12,13,19,20. 4pm to 7 pm IST. Please share this forward with as many men as you know. We never know when and how and where we plants a seed.
-
Oh Mother
I stand here to seek your forgiveness. I have failed you. In my eyes, I have failed you, In my ears, I have failed you, In my words, I have failed you, In my touch, I have failed you, I truly don’t understand you. Please forgive me.
-
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?
-
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 […]
-
Preference
Have you ever wondered why you have preferences? Or let’s just put it the crude way – why do you dislike someone or something? What inside you is causing this bias? a. Is it your unrelenting necessity to lead a socially acceptable life? Some of you won’t understand the previous sentence, so let me explain […]
-
The Loyal Soldier
According to Soulcraft (by Bill Plotkin), we develop 4 types of sub-personalities with our experiences in our lives – The Loyal Soldier The Wounded Child The Wild Child The Loving Parent Today I’ll talk about the loyal soldier. A loyal soldier embodies our social, psychological and physical survival instincts when we are young, around the […]
Silent Notes 