Dream a little

Rose Awaiting Picture courtesy vladimirkush.com
Rose Awaiting
Picture courtesy vladimirkush.com

I have traveled to
Far flung places, exotic spaces
In the terrain of my mind
Seeking reason and validation

I have visited the heart
Seeking comfort and compassion
Where the sun shone brightly
On lingering traces of soft dark bruises

I have tried to hold the friction of opposites
To understand calm and confusion
Running with shadows
Running with the light, deep into the night

I have often asked Her
Up above the world so high
I have also asked Him
How do you decide?

How do colors merge
When the palette bleeds
Where black is pain
And white is insane

Dream a little for your own good
But stay not there asleep forever

— Shaku Selvakumar 2013

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Follow the Path with Heart

Rose Awaiting. Picture courtesy Vladimir Kush

I wrote this post last February and believe that the best gift you can give for Valentines Day is to listen to your own heart.

When you hear without distortion, see without conditioning, feel without inhibition, the direction is clear.

I have been pondering over this month’s theme. Just to set the record straight, I don’t have themes but lightbulbs typically pop when you are busy cooking, working, dreaming. Lightbulbs don’t ask for permission. They barge right in and if you are not home, they fuse ever so gently.

So I digress as the theme is not lightbulbs, it is all about HEART. You might argue that heart should not be a theme for one month, it is forever. And you would be absolutely right.

Why now, why this month. Apart from the obvious that Cupid has a dedicated day which retail stores are exploiting, it was prompted by some incredible musings by some gifted writers.

I believe that each one of us knows about this path with heart. Some of us have followed it and some of us have stood on the sidelines wringing our hands choosing the dictates of the head instead. There are no right or wrong answers as to each a journey as unique as a fingerprint.

But and this is a big BUT…

When you look in the mirror with eyes listless, unwilling, dragging your feet. 
When you are tired by the thought of Monday.
When you can’t remember as you seem to forget too often.
When you feel anxiety creeping, clutching at you with clammy fingers reminding you of possible failure.
When you look back to find a whole bunch of coulda, shoulda, woulda and only ifs 

All these whens and there are more warning whens.

Then if you don’t stop to have that talk about the path with heart with the man in the mirror. You have made a choice to repeat the loop.  To ride the cycle of recrimination.

Now the path with heart is not always about chucking your paycheck, getting on that bike and riding the wind. It could be that for some. It could also be about finding that nugget in our treasure chest that brightens those eyes, that lifts the chin, that squares the shoulder. Once you find it, once you have the courage to pursue it, once you understand that no outside voice can quell it, you are set free.

The path with heart is like giving birth and raising a child.  You don’t chuck the baby and bath water the minute there are growing pains.  You stay the course.  You work the magic.  You ride the valleys, you scale the peaks.  Nothing about the heart says “Hey I am easy.”  But everything about the heart says “Bring me back to life.  Resuscitate me.”

“Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure. You’ve got to find the treasure, so that everything you have learned along the way can make sense.” The Alchemist

On the heart of February

Picture by Trey Ratcliff http://www.stuckincustoms.com

I have been pondering over this month’s theme. Just to set the record straight, I don’t have themes but lightbulbs that typically pop when I am busy cooking, working, dreaming. Lightbulbs don’t ask for permission. They barge right in and if you are not home, they fuse ever so gently.

So I digress as the theme is not lightbulbs, it is all about HEART. You might argue that heart should not be a theme for one month, it is forever. And you would be absolutely right. Let’s just say, I am making a concentrated effort to truly gather some incredible sayings about the path with heart.

Why now, why this month. Apart from the obvious that Cupid has a dedicated day which retail stores are exploiting, it was prompted by some incredible musings by some gifted writers.

I believe that each one of us knows about this path with heart. Some of us have followed it and some of us have stood on the sidelines wringing our hands choosing the dictates of the head instead. There are no right or wrong answers as to each a journey as unique as a fingerprint.

But and this is a big BUT…

When you look in the mirror with eyes listless, unwilling, dragging your feet.
When you are tired by the thought of Monday.
When you can’t remember as you seem to forget too often.
When you feel anxiety creeping, clutching at you with clammy fingers reminding you of possible failure.
When you look back to find a whole bunch of coulda, shoulda, woulda and only ifs
When every conversation you have starts with a sigh and not a high
When you can’t wait to sleep because your dreams are possibilities that the day seems to drain
.

All these whens and there are more warning whens.

Then if you don’t stop to have that talk about the path with heart with the man in the mirror. Then you have betrayed yourself.

Now the path with heart is not about chucking your paycheck, getting on that bike and riding the wind. It could be that for some. It could also be about finding that nugget in our treasure chest that brightens those eyes, that lifts the chin, that squares the shoulder. Once you find it, once you have the courage to pursue it, once you understand that no outside voice can quell it, you are set free.

“Remember that wherever your heart is, there you will find your treasure. You’ve got to find the treasure, so that everything you have learned along the way can make sense.” The Alchemist