Wildness…
The journey is into the wildness of your greater life.
The wilderness is your soul.
To merge with your destiny, you must locate,
liberate and live what is truly wild.
The soul is here to live its joy.
The uninitiated ego is here to keep things familiar,
safe and predictable.
Which path will you choose?
~ ` ~ Bill Plotkin
Be Soft…
Be soft; don’t let the world make you hard.
Do not let pain make you hate.
Do not let bitterness steal your sweetness.
Take pride that even though the rest of the world may disagree,
You still believe it to be a
B E A U T I F U L …place
~~ Anonymous
Muddy…
check your mind
Be on your guard
Pull yourself out
as an Elephant from mud…
~~ Buddha
If the mud ain’t flying
You ain’t trying…
Go through the mud
They said
It isn’t deep
they said…
Dontcha
wish your daddy
could mud
like mine ??
The world is
Mud luscious
&
puddle wonderful…
If you pray
for rain
be prepared for
some mud…
make mud
not war…
(words: internet posters…)
Baby & I…
Dear Friends…
It’s exactly one year since I started my blog
Living with a damaged skull
I started with my first post.”unconditional love” .(.https://sriramjanak.wordpress.com/2012/05/24/babys-day-out/)..about elephants babies…
And I thought It would be appropriate to celebrate this I st anniversary with another post about them …
My thanks to all my blogger friends who have supported me through out…..taken time to be here with me and also like /comment on my posts..
The past one year has been a great learning experience for me and I also did damage my skull ( literally ).. 🙂 .which I hope makes me better in the coming years… :-).
This post is for you my friends…
Take care
Sriram Janak
A wee bit of heaven
Drifted down from above—
A handful of happiness,A heart full of love…
The mystery of life,
So sacred and sweet—
The giver of joy,
So deep & complete.
Precious & priceless,
So lovable, too –
The world‘s sweetest miracle,
Baby, is YOU..
~~ Helen Steiner Rice
Mommy says
I am cute….
If you think
I am cute….
You should see my
Butt….
I may be small..
But I am the Boss…
Babies are the link
Between angels & man
~~ unknown
A baby is god’s opinion that
the world should go on…
~~ Carl Sandburg
Sometimes the smallest bundles bring
The greatest joy…
~~ Unknown
Every baby needs
A lap…
~~ Henry Robin
Sometimes the smallest things shine
brightest in our lives…
~~ unknown
Some times It’s the smallest things that
take up the most room in our
Heart…
~~ Winnie the pooh
soul…
If they breath they live….
If they live they feel….
If they feel they love….
If they love they are aware…
If they are aware ..
They have a SOUL….
( words : Anthony Douglas Williams )
Walk away…
Don’t turn round
‘Cause you’re gonna see my heart
Breaking
Don’t turn around I don’t want you see me cry
Just walk away….
It’s tearing me apart you are
Leaving……
(words : Ace Of Base )
Tusks…
” To use silence so well: If I could choose for people one attribute of Elephants,
I ‘d choose this:
~~ Katy Payne
The torn boughs trailing
O’er the tusks aslant,
The saplings reeling in
the path he trod …
declares his might —
Our lord the Elephant
chief of the ways of god…
( poem by : John Lockwood Kipling )
Inner sun…
As I walked on my way, I realized that it is not only the sun
which can make a day much brighter.
How is it that we deny ourselves an inner sun, shinning through the silent words of
Nature?
Even your inner colors change as the patterns of
your inner self dance to a new rhythm in life.
This must now be part of your daily movement: to recognize, greet, and
listen to all forms of nature, from the lowly moss to the greatest tree.
All share in he one life , all dance to tha same rhythm , all blend
their notes in the song of the universe.
We rejoice, our brother, for soon that song will blend into your pattern of color ,
and the doors of a new and deeper sharing will be thrown wide open…
You listen to the silent song of my
Voice….
( words : Michael J . Roads )
Tusker in rain…
” only that day dawns to
which we are awake “
~~Henry David Thoreau
I always wanted to photograph a Tusker in rain……
early morning ride….
we were just entering the forest through the bamboo thickets…..when
we heard the sound of bamboo cracking….& the bamboo near the road swayed….
It was raining…
and I was praying….
the camera was ready…and we saw this handsome fellow emerge …
In the forest …
they say everything happens suddenly &
all at once…
cutting off….
all speech…
cutting off…
all thoughts…
He emerged…..
“…….the painter is in love with colours,
The poet is in love with words…….”
~~~ Osho
and I was in love with this gentle gaint…
Standing still…
” …every creature on the face of the earth seems to know how to be quiet and
still…..
but we seem to have lost the ability just to be quiet, to simply be
present in the stillness that is the basis of our existence……”
~~john daido loori
Stillness is very natural
and uncomplicated..
.
it is incredibly
Profound…
“…still , calm ,even
in the midst of chaos……”
” To be still means…
to empty yourself from the incessant flow of thoughts
and create a state of consciousness that is open and
receptive….”
” The stilled mind is like a mirror.
It doesn’t process ; it just reflects.
at any moment it is free…”
Spirit…
” Spirit… always stands still……
long enough for the photographer it has chosen “
~~ M inor White
S P I R I T …..
……it was allowing me to be in it’s presence
S P I R I T …….
It allowed me to photograph…posing , still & dignified…..
“ where the S P I R I T
does not work with hand….there is no art ”
~~~~ Leonardo da Vinci
Trust the S P I R I T ..
….even if we can’t explai
W H Y …we do …..W H A T ...we do…
Unconditional love…
“There are times in life , you can count them in minutes ,
when you experience an awareness far greater than you usually
Find in a whole year “
~~ Dostoevsky
As soon as we started our trip by boat…we sighted a herd of elephants. and started moving towards them immediately..We saw the herd moving towards the jungle…
and went as fast as we could .
We noticed there was one little baby which suddenly decided that it needed to sleep..!!…
We lost our hearts to this baby. the herd had no option but to stay put…&
we spent a glorious 2 hrs with this baby and the herd…..
These are moments…
I counted… and kept counting…
A smell can carry a
meaning..
expressing care….
This IS
love…..
reassurance….
“….like humans , the animal should be permitted to speak its
own emotional language, which is up to the beholder to understand……….”
That low nice
curiosity…
…” to understand animals …it is essential to
understand what they F E E L…..”
There is a great deal…
it does not speak…..
Living with a damaged skull 
