Drop of water

A drop of water from the well of my being …..

  From the well of being, bucket of water was filled, and pulled up into my conscious mind. I sat there looking at the surface, ripples appearing and disappearing at periphery making many images on the surface of my mind.

I saw many faces so familiar to me, as if they are living and breathing inside me. 

I am not sure if they were me or not, but i can hear them talking to me. 

each has a story to tell, and I am part of their story. and they are all part of my story. 

some times our eyes meet and we just stare at each other, not knowing what to say or how to say, but eyes can read the silence and so can heart . So I am hoping you are able to read me, even though i don’t say much .

AK

Flower and fruit

You are a colorful fragrant flower that still need to turn into fruit

I am that ripe sweet fruit that is ready to be picked up from the tree to enjoy

Ak

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Light and Darkness

Life came into being when light and dark were separated
and so our realm is based on duality

Every thing was created in pairs

Yin and Yang

Opposite and yet they are incomplete without each other

feminin and masculine

How can we perceive light if we don’t acknowledge the darkness ?
How can we know the light if we don’t know the darkness ?
How can we appreciate the light if we don’t understand the darkness ?

Why we see so much darkness around ?

Perhaps … so we can make a choice towards light

Light … that enlightens the Soul

Engraved Relation

When we form deep emotional relationships / connections early on in our life, they get engraved on the surface of our brain through the neurons, and then, no matter how hard we try we cant erase them.

But there is a possibility of forming a new image in the vicinity which can be more appealing to the minds eye and so we can learn not to pay attention to old image .

How ever the image remains and when we come face to face with those early relations, that old image light up like a full moon at night, leaving us staring at it quietly as we relive the old memories …

I now know, no matter what, I can not erase that image on your brain. So I might as well accept it, and move on .

My image on your brain will gradually fade away as the dust of time covers it , while the old image regain its colors, every time you talk to that relation, you polish the image making it shine more …..

Lots of things in life are beyond our control, and this is one of those things.