Unbecoming everything…
May be
The journey isn’t so much about becoming anything.
Maybe it’s unbecoming everything
that isn’t you
….so that you can
be who you were meant
to be
in the first place…
~ ` ~ Unknown
Alive…
It is beautiful to be
sensitive…
And if you are more
sensitive…
You will be more
Alive…
If you are more Alive,
then more life will
Enter your inner being.
You will be more
Open…
You can eat things with out
tasting; it is not difficult…
But…it is beautiful to taste….
become the taste of the food…
We are feeling vacant, empty and
we keep saying life is….empty
We are not filling it…
Be more alive, and you will be more Divine.
Be totally alive,
and there is no death for you…
( Words : OSHO )
Balance…
” What I dream of is
an art of balance…”
~~ Henri Matisse
Life is Balance….
Everything that you see as life…
Everything that you see as yourself is
beautiful…
only when it is in
Balance..
Your body,
Your thoughts….
Your emotions…
Everything is beautiful…
only if it is Balance…
Balance IS
Beautiful….
~~ Miyoko ohno
(words : jaggi Vasudev )
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 )
Memories…
Learn to be in the present,
withdraw your energy from
the past . Don’t waste your
time in Memories , what is
gone is gone__say goodbye
to it & close the chapter.
~~~ Osho
Do no dwell in the past,
do not dream of the future,
concentrate the mind on
the present moment..
~~~~ Buddha
Don’t let yesterday use up too much
of today.
~~~ Cherokee Indian Proverb
In the carriages of the past
you can’t go anywhere..
~~~ Maxim Gorky
The living moment
is everything
~~ D. H . Lawrence
Its not what if…
It’s what now
~~~ unknown
what you are is what you have been.
What you’ll be is what you do now.
~~~ Buddha
Hands…
Moving away from Nature …
I am presenting something different..
There is no special teaching:
The most ordinary things in our daily
Life hide some deep meaning that is yet
Most plain and explicit; only our eyes
Need to see where there is a meaning…
There is nothing to achieve, nor to go
just let life flow.
“The silence has its language:
knows to be understood.”
-Buddha
Don’t look for anything
Life is now
Time passes.
Without rejecting,
or obtain
only in deep contemplation.
Here and now!
Not knowing
It is the most
intimate.
Zen is live everyday life
enjoy this moment without attachment.
This time is the only thing that exists
Silence is something that comes from your heart,
not from the outside. Does not mean not to mention,
means that nothing disturbs you inside you,
there is no internal conversation…
The practice consists of finding silence in everything you do…
“The hatred with non-violence, beat”
defeat the evil with goodness,
conquer the miser with a gift
“and a liar with truth” Buddha
All we need is love &heart
There is no hurry
Every place is here
all times
It is now.
Not he meditates to get something
He meditates to get rid of everything.
I support you;
you I lean.
I am in this world to offer you peace;
you are in this world to bring me joy.
“being happy is simple how difficult is to be simple”….
Darkness…
From silence emerges
Everything,
and everything returns
To silence…..
Just like …
everything emerges ..
and goes …
Back to darkness….
Whisper a wish…
As the Indian Legend goes;
Whisper a wish to a butterfly,
since a butterfly can make no sound,
the butterfly cannot reveal….
The wish to anyone but the great spirit.
In gratitude for giving the beautiful butterfly its freedom,
The great spirit always grants the wish…
So , according to legend, by making a wish & giving
The butterfly its freedom…
The wish will be taken to the heavens
and
Be Granted…..
Mystery…
” Every art has its mystery
its Spiritual rhythm”
~~ D.T Suzuki
“Mystery
is usually associated with the darker side of life….
In religion & art , mystery is light itself …its the life blood that pumps through true religion & artistic practice…….”
“…Mystery is the itch that you can’t Scratch ,
the driving force of spiritual & creative
journeys…”
” Mystery is the seed of
discovery…..
Mystery…
” having a spiritual meaning that is neither apparent to
the senses nor obvious to the intellect .
It is direct subjective communication with ultimate reality…”
( words : John Daido Loori )
Mother’s love…
“God could not be everywhere & therefore he made mothers “
~ A Jewish proverb
There is nothing like mother’s love
and animal kingdom are no exception…
..
I was blessed to see this beautiful lioness‘s love for her cubs…..
Mother loins lick their cubs clean,
an essential step in the bonding process…
mama don’t mess up my mane !
MOMS know that keeping babies clean can be a full time job.
” All mothers are working mothers “
Whether you are an only child or a triplet….
there is no one like MOM…
” A moment in my tummy…
A lifetime in my Heart..”
MOM snuggles her baby….
.
” youth fades ; love droops, the leaves of friendship fall;
A mother’s secret hope outlives them all “
~~ Oliver Holmes
” My mother had a great deal of trouble with me
but I think she enjoyed it “
~~ Mark Twain
Always with MOM….
‘ The best medicine in the whole world
is a Mother’s Kiss….”
” when you were small & just a touch away,
I covered you with blankets, against the cold night air,
but now that you are tall & out of reach ,
I fold my hands & cover you
with Prayer..”
~~ Dona Maddux Cooper
We love you Mom…
” sweater & garment worn by child when
it’s mother is feeling chilly “
~~ Ambrose Bierce
” who ran to help me when
I fell , or Kissed the place to make it Well “
~~ Ann Taylor
” A mother understands
what a child does not Say…”
~~ A Jewish Proverb
Sharing…
Sharing your blissfulness is the only charity.
Sharing your joy is the only gratitude.
Existence has given you too much, share it.
The more you share the more you will have it
The less you share the less you will have it.
If you don’t share it you won’t have it at all.
~~Osho
No ripples…
The pond stood still
No ripples
To grow lilies
We must leave it dirty
The water invites the frogs
Croaking singing now every night
To grow lilies in the still pond
We must create an entire world
Create a
universe…
is this how it all began ?
to grow lilies
( words : Divyam Surabhi )
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…
Silent…
“….so silent & so alive that his
Silence is a song ,
that this song is nothing but
his Silence..…”
~~~ Osho
There are moments in life when
some kind of magic happens..
This is one of them…..
Speaking rocks…
The R O C K S …..They are visible ..but invisible…
This happens .only when you put your whole energy into it…
You start looking into the inside of things….then a rock is not ..just a rock
When I saw this rock, the first thing that stuck me was they that they were friends…brothers ?…probably
S O U L M A T E S …
May be it was one rock …which became three… over the years…
You can feel they are Breathing.…& that it is
looking at you…
I touched it and I could feel it was
Breathing…
I touched it and could feel its
warmth…
I touched it …could feel it was
responding…
There is a great deal …it does not
speak …
There is life here …ready to be
released…
The words comes from the very heart of it…
It comes from its very
Being…
The moment you start listening to
wordless….
You will hear what is being said more importantly
unsaid…
There are no use of words….but
Gaps in between…
When you have become fully alert & there is no
Mind anymore….
‘ Hearing is possible for everybody ; listening is possible
only for those who are silent…”
osho
Living with a damaged skull 
