Monday, April 6, 2015

Paradise, Found

What if paradise existed right now, right here? 
All around you? 
What if the only step you needed to take was a small one, 
A baby one even? 
As minute as opening your eyes 
Your emotional eyes,
Your mental eyes,
Your spiritual eyes, not just your physical eyes? 

What would it be like to really feel true, inexhaustible 
Indescribable 
Happiness 
What if you just knew in that minds eye of yours that every decision you made was the right one? 
That even the wrong ones would lead you to the right ones? 
How would you feel then? 

What would it feel like to really connect with someone? 
To look deep into their eyes, past the irises, the corneas, the colours and really see 
Who he is or 
Who she is ? 

To not just peek through their windows 
But to have them open the door to you and welcome you into their lives 
Into their souls 
To see their pulse beating in their throat when they tell you how terrified they were when they thought they had 
No one left 
When every vestige of hope was taken away from them 
When they thought their lives were shattered into a million pieces and 
They would forever be searching 

The change 
When hope lends a sparkle 
Like clusters of diamonds 
And they Know they've been 
Found 

Found that Paradise 
Once so elusive and chased 
Existed within them 
The moment they found themselves 
Even more 
Paradise was all around them 
That they had the Power to create their own Paradise and know that it would last 
For as long as they had breath

And lastly they found the true beauty in themselves 
Picking up the million shattered pieces of their lives 
They created a mirror that magnified the 
Brilliance of their souls 
Where looking in they saw 
Paradise 


Monday, January 12, 2015

What do cookies, decisions and Nike have in common?

Some people just know how to make decisions. 

I'm not one of them. It's hard for me to decide on something, especially when there are so many choices to choose from. 

I've learned a secret to decision making though, which may or may not make it easier for you. I found it's helped me from that horrible habit of procrastinating which so many of us seem to suffer from. I'm not entirely cured of it but I can say I've improved.  

Make it. A decision is an act. It has to be made. We make a choice to do something, even though sometimes we might think we've been compelled by external sources. 

Nothing external can compel you until that little internal switch has been flipped. Sometimes it's a matter of being in the right time at the right place, perhaps even with the right person. 

I was sitting at a very lovely cafe and had just ordered a café latté. There was a decision process even with that latté; I had been to this particular café before and I had previously ordered their South Indian coffee which was just alright. 

I was in the mood for trying something a little different, and I wanted a coffee with milk. So my decision to order a café latté was not only spontaneous to some extent, it was also in keeping with my general philosophy in life; to have as many new experiences as possible. 

Once the coffee was brought, I found myself hoping for a cookie to go with it. I didn't see one and I didn't feel like ordering anything from the menu. The Universe must have heard my hearts desire because a few minutes later the kind young waitress brought me a plate of six cookies! There were three different varieties of cookies on the plate. I really only wanted one cookie, so I was left with choosing one. 

There was a dark brown which must have been a chocolate flavored one; as crazy as this sounds I'm not crazy about chocolate. Then there was a thin cream coloured one which seemed like it could have been a butter flavored one, and then there was a slightly thicker one that was a little thicker and rougher to look at. I'm a sucker for anything that remotely looks like it might have coconut in it, so I chose the one that was thicker and rougher in texture. 

Obviously every decision requires some thought process, some more than others. In this case my decision was influenced by my love for coconut. This was a simple decision of course, certainly not in the category of life-changing ones. 

It was significant for me though, because it made me realise how we can actually simplify our decision making process. Some people make a list of pros and cons, and that's one way of narrowing down possibilities. 

But once we make the list of pros and cons we still need to act, in other words decide. It's only until we decide and move on that decision do we understand if that decision is a good one or something to learn from. 

You could even think of decision making as a skill; and like any skill the more you do it, the better you become. One of the perks of getting better at decision making is that we can apply it to any area of our lives. 

We can even decide how we want to feel; we can deliberately decide that we want to feel good today and do so. No matter what anyone might do or say to annoy us, we can choose not to get annoyed. To me that's a win-win. 

We make choices every minute of our lives; do we turn left or right, should we use brown sugar or white, should we stay in that relationship or end it. But once we remove our egos and our emotions, and listen to that still small voice in our heart we can make a good decision. 

Like Nike has been saying for decades now "just do it!" Experience it. And then decide if it's something worth repeating, or not. 



Saturday, December 20, 2014

How do you get a heads-start on your New Year resolutions?

The answer is really simple of course. Like all profound answers. 

You could ask Einstein, or Steve Jobs. They had some simply profound answers to some pretty tough questions. And it really comes down to solving problems, or to put it in even simpler terms, finding problems to solve. And then looking for the solution. Sometimes the solution takes awhile, and sometime it's as quick as the next idea that hurtles past you in random succession. 

In school I was always better at words than at numbers. But I remember a little about fractions, even though it took me awhile to conceptualise them. It became a little easier when I looked at them wholistically; maybe even as parts of a pie that gets divided up in different ways. 

What I really remember and what made me launch into this little story is the term 'lowest common denominator'; breaking something up into it's simplest parts. 

How do we apply this to solving a problem? Reduce it to its simplest parts; break it up or break it down until the solution becomes almost obvious. You just need to pick up the biography of any successful entrepreneur and break down their story until you see what they saw as a problem that needed fixing. 

Doggedness. I'm not really sure where this word originates from but you're going to need this if you want to succeed at anything. If you want to know what this means, just picture a dog with a bone. When do they leave that bone alone? 

Never. Unless it gets taken from them. Be that dog with that bone and keep chewing. 

So how do you get a head-start to your New Year Resolutions? 

Start Now. That's really the simplest answer. Why not start now instead of waiting until the New Year rolls around?

 If you start today you'll have a ten day head-start and by the time the 1st of January comes, you would have already formed some empowering new habits. And our lives really revolve around our habits. 

Start now. Start today. De-clutter and simplify your life-style. You decide how you want to live your life, but whatever you decide, do it now. Life happens even in moments of indecision. Make the wrong decisions quickly that lead you into making better decisions. 

Your future depends on the speed of your next decision. 

Sunday, July 27, 2014

What makes you cry?

Messy 
Painful 
Tears 
Running down your face 
When you least expect or want them 
To show up 
When your inner faucet somehow seems 
To have a faulty leak 
Why cry when we should be laughing? 
Why the mess when all we want is 
A clean slate 
Why the pain when we least expect it? 
What's the purpose of crying when all
It does is to show our weakness and 
Make us look ugly 

Humanity
Crying shows we're human 
When your child whimpers and tears roll down her face as she experiences 
Physical pain for the first time 
Her mother cries too 
Even as she kisses the hurt away 
It would be wonderful if all hurt could be soothed away by just a 
Kiss and a Hug 

When you see your best friend 
Struggling through issues of self-esteem 
Or facing the loss of a precious parent
You cry 
Because you're human 

When you see innocent lives lost 
For stupidly sensless reasons 
Lives that could have been saved 
And should have been saved 
But weren't 
You cry 

We cry when we care
We cry when we love 
We cry when we feel so strongly 
And so passionately about 
Something or 
Someone 
When we want a situation to change
So much that we would do 
Anything Within
Our power to change it 
We cry 

Crying is powerful because it exposes 
Our deepest human need to feel 
Without becoming vulnerable 
We cannot become strong 
Without crying we cannot laugh 
Without shedding tears we cannot have 
Eyes that 
Sparkle and Shine 
That reflect light prisms 
Rainbows from within extending outward 
Connecting hearts 
And changing lives 



Monday, July 7, 2014

Cinderella's Dream.

I love fairly tales, and not just when I was a kid.

Of course I"m still a kid at heart! Very much the dreamer and the romantic. Eagerly waiting for that happy ending. And fairly tales are perfect for catering to that whim.

Or maybe it's just that fairly tales teach us about hope. The eternal battle between good and evil; with the good always winning. Somewhere in the midst of the story at the point of climax the story seems to hover in favour of the evil side, but then the tipping point comes When the hero or heroine realises that within them lies a greater giant than the one outside and it's only when they unleash their internal giant that they're able to conquer that external giant.

It's all about hope. One of my favourite fairly tales is Cinderella. What young girl could ask for more? It has all the elements of romance complete with a beautiful young girl, albeit mistreated, but then she ends up marrying the most eligible bachelor! The prince and the heir to the kingdom. But that's not the only reason why the story appeals to me.

It's also a story of transformation.

A young girl who is overlooked by her own family. Orphaned at a young age. Motherless. Penniless. She thought her father was her only ally, and he was until he re-married. A terrible fate for a young grieving girl. As if this wasn't bad enough the woman he married, and whom she was supposed to call 'mother' was everything a mother wasn't.

 A mother comforts you and cradles you on her bosom when she sees you sad. A mother looks into your eyes and just knows how you feel. A mother kisses your hurt and makes it go away. A mother asks if you've eaten even if you tell her a hundred times that you have. A mother rushes to your side no matter where in the world you are, the moment she finds out if something is wrong.

Cinderella's stepmother was not her mother; not in the true sense of the word. But she really had no choice, it was either stay in the house and do what she said. or be tossed out of the house to fend for herself. She decided to stay and submit herself to the erratic demands of her stepmother and her stepsisters, not knowing that her next miracle was around the corner.

Not many of us are granted a fairy godmother but maybe the Universe was watching and saw her humility and service and decided to reward her. But even before the fairy godmother appeared there was something that Cinderella did. Something simple, but ever so powerful.

She set an intention.

Perhaps it was an intention born out of desperation, but it was a pure intention. She had a desire to be someone better, to have better, and to do better. She had a desire to be greater than who she was at that moment. She didn't know how it was going to happen, but she knew that she knew that she needed an escape out of the situation she was. She was just surviving from day-to-day but what she really wanted was to live and thrive. Not so different from many of us.

Maybe she had a big dream. Except she just didn't know how it was going to come to pass.

Her intention was granted. Not immediatly of course because she had to go through a process. Her fairy god-mother gave her a magical makeover but she still had to overcome her past identity and push herself forward. She had to show up at the ball, how else was the prince going to notice her?

And then the worst possible thing happened. She lost her beautiful glass slipper while dashing out of the castle, lest people and especially the prince realise who she really was. As brave as she was in showing up at the ball and dancing the evening away with the prince, there was a little girl inside of her who thought she really didn't belong there. She wanted to belong there, but she didn't believe it fully.

The glass slipper was her stepping stone to a better life.

It was literally the only way the prince had to recognise her. This was way before any kind of personal recognition system. It must have been magical because there was absolutely no other woman in the entire kingdom who could fit into it. And when they royal party came to her home to go through the tedious process of fitting the shoe on the foot of every woman in the household, Cinderella was ready. With all her insecurities and uncertain feelings, she was ready to step into a new life.

She married her prince and lived happily ever after which is my favourite line of the story. The story doesn't go further to tell us how they lived happily ever after. Perhaps like any married couple they had their share of disagreements and adjustments. Maybe she traveled around the world with her prince. Maybe they started some non-profit organisations. Who knows?

Fairy tales can teach us a lot of very simple lessons if we choose to open our eyes and hearts. 

Cinderella had belief, courage and expectancy and she made it happen for herself, with just a little help from the Universe. She chose to believe in her dream of a better life, and she was aided by the Universe. 

It's a very human story with a little magic thrown in. An unbeatable combination in my eyes.











Thursday, June 26, 2014

How do you stop Time?

Wondering 
Waiting 
Wanting 
Willing 
To do everything possible 
To stop the hands of Time

But why? 
And for what Purpose? 
Why do we want Time to stop? 
But more importantly how do we stop 
Time? 

So many questions that need answering 
So many tasks that need completing 
So many experiences that we want to experience 
So many people that we have yet to meet 
So much of Life yet to happen 

But we can stop Time
It lies in our hands 
The Moment we decide to truly live 
Live freely 
Live truly
When we decide to love 
Love freely 
Love truly 

When our hearts and minds fuse 
When our sighs give way to moans 
Of pure happiness 
When we jump from one moment to the next 
With an absolute lightness and certainty in our hearts 
Knowing 
That in the silence between each moment 
Lies peace that the next moment will be better 
Hope that even in spite of harsh moments 
A rainbow awaits 
A rainbow infused with a myriad of colours
Splashing your next moment with ecstasy 
And when we dwell within those moments of ecstasy 
Time stops 

Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Of Magic, Metaphors and Being Awesome

Life- changing. Epic. Innovative. And of course awesome. 

Thought- leaders. Entrepreneurs. And just simply really really good people.


People with heart and soul, who’ve decided to make something happen in their lives. Rather with their lives, to improve the lives of others. People who’ve reached a point in their journey toward betterment, to stop and think about why they’ve been put on this Earth. 


Not on any other planet but this one- although judging from the spurt of innovation we saw, moving to another planet may just be a not so distant possibility!


The real magic of Afest lies not so much in the experience itself, as awesome as it was. If we had all died and gone to wherever our souls go to after AFest ended, I think we could collectively agree say our last few days on earth were perhaps some of our absolute best ones. Gratefully we’re still given time to create a better story. 


So back to what I was saying, that the real magic in Afest lies not in the experience itself. After all a metaphor is formed only on looking back, viewed through the lens of experience. 


It’s like eating food that’s nutritious; we don’t experience the true benefit while we’re eating it. If we like the taste of it, it only adds to the pleasure. If the ambience is great, the company invigorating, again it only adds to the sensory pleasure. But once the food starts getting chewed, broken down and the nutrients go into all the right places, then we start experiencing the benefits.


It’s how I would metaphorise Afest. The information shared, the people who shared their lives, the awe- inspiring location, the synchronistic energy of powerful thoughts, and most importantly the love and acceptance that were shown to everyone regardless, was all part of that transcendental sensory experience.


And then comes digestion; allowing the ‘nutrients’ to take their place. Stripping each thought and experience- word by word- and integrating it into our separate lives. Allowing the thoughts and ideas and the love to germinate within and make us stronger, somehow.


For some, new business ideas. For others, a greater sense of self-power and realizing that each of us has the power to create something bigger than ourselves; leaving something of value behind for those who are still travelling and seeking. And for most of us, basking in the love and warmth of newly forged relationships and friendships. 


It’s pure magic.