“Spirituality is to be awake, to drop your illusions. ---— Anthony de Mello -- AKSHR

 

“Spirituality is to be awake, to drop your illusions.

The veil of dreams, a tapestry so fine,

Hangs heavy, shrouding truth, a whispered sign.

Spirituality, a dawn's embrace,

Awakens senses, stills the restless pace.

 

To shed the shadows, cast by fear's dark hand,

To pierce the fog, across the promised land.

To drop the burdens, heavy, worn and old,

And let the whispers of the spirit unfold.

 

Illusions dance, in fleeting, vibrant hues,

False promises, like morning's whispered dews.

But deeper truths, in silence softly bloom,

A quiet knowing, banishing the gloom.

 

The heart awakens, yearning to ascend,

Beyond the confines, where the spirit's blend

With cosmic echoes, whispers in the air,

A symphony of being, beyond compare.

 

So open wide, the windows of your soul,

Let go of stories, make your spirit whole.

For in that waking, bathed in light's embrace,

You find the essence, time and space erase.

“The best religion in the world is the religion called love, not the religion called ‘Lord, Lord’. — Anthony de Mello ---AKSHR

 

A whispered plea, a fervent cry,

To gods unseen, beneath the sky.

"Lord, Lord," they call, with fervent grace,

A hallowed name, in time and space.

 

But love, a whispered, tender plea,

A gentle touch, for all to see.

A helping hand, a loving heart,

A solace found, a work of art.

 

For in the heart, where kindness dwells,

A sanctuary, where sorrow knells.

No need for temples, grand and tall,

Nor holy books, nor sacred thrall.

 

For love transcends the earthly sphere,

A beacon bright, dispelling fear.

It binds the soul, and sets it free,

A melody, eternally.

 

The whispered prayer, a hollow sound,

While love's embrace, on hallowed ground,

Transforms the spirit, pure and bright,

A guiding star, in darkest night.

 

So let us choose, with hearts so true,

The sacred art of loving you.

Not "Lord, Lord," in endless plea,

But love's soft touch, eternally.

AKSHR 

‘When the sage points to the moon, all the idiot sees is the finger.'” — Anthony de Mello --- AKSHR

 

Where wisdom's light, a beacon bright,

Doth guide the soul through darkest night,

The sage, with knowing, gentle hand,

Points to the moon, across the land.

 

A whispered truth, a vision grand,

A cosmic dance, across the sand.

But fools, with eyes that cannot see,

Fixate on form, and vanity.

 

The finger, stark, a pointed plea,

Obscures the vast expanse, you see.

The moon's soft glow, a distant dream,

Lost in the shadow, a silent scream.

 

For in that gaze, so sharp and keen,

Lies not the finger, but the scene,

The boundless sky, the stars above,

The endless dance of time and love.

 

The sage's touch, a gentle art,

To pierce the veil, to reach the heart,

But those who cling to what they know,

See only shadows, cold and low.

 

So heed the words, the whispered sound,

And look beyond the ground, profound.

For in the moon, a truth resides,

While fools on fingers, lost, abide.

AKSHR 

Great to think of peace in this world of chaos .... AKSHR

Great to think of peace in this world of chaos.

You are my peace amidst this chaos and ..... AKSHR

 

You are my peace amidst this chaos and 

the best thing that ever happened to me. 

You are the whole world and everything to me.

“Be not anxious! ---- Dietrich Bonhoeffer --- AKSHR

 

“Be not anxious! Earthly possessions dazzle our eyes and delude us into thinking that they can provide security and freedom from anxiety. Yet all the time they are the very source of all anxiety.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer

“Nothing out there will ever satisfy you..... .” Eckhart Tolle ᐧ--- AKSHR

 

“Nothing out there will ever satisfy you 

except temporarily and superficially, 

but you may need to experience many

 disillusionments before you realize that truth.”

Eckhart Tolle

ᐧ

Shall I refuse my dinner because I do not fully understand the process of digestion? - Oliver Heaviside ---- AKSHR

 

Shall I refuse my dinner because I do not fully understand the process of digestion? - Oliver Heaviside

I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, ..... Isaac Newton ---- AKSHR

 

I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me. - Isaac Newton

Equipped with his five senses, man explores the universe around him and calls the adventure Science. - Edwin Powell Hubble --- AKSHR

 

Equipped with his five senses, man explores the universe around him and calls the adventure Science. - Edwin Powell Hubble

• "Daughters are angels sent from above to fill our hearts with endless love." ---- AKSHR

 "Daug

"Daughters are angels sent from above to fill our hearts with endless love." 

• "A daughter is a rainbow, with every color of life." ---- AKSHR

 

    "A daughter is a rainbow, with every color of life." 

“Just because I wear black and keep a private journal, .... .” ― Kelly Creagh, Nevermore --- AKSHR

 

“Just because I wear black and keep a private journal,

 that doesn't mean I'm going to blow up the school. 

Or terrorize mindless cheerleaders, for that matter.”

― Kelly Creagh, Nevermore

Democracy is necessary to peace and to undermining the forces of terrorism. Benazir Bhutto ---- AKSHR

 

Democracy is necessary to peace and to undermining the forces of terrorism.

 

Benazir Bhutto

Human rights are not only violated by terrorism, --- Pope Francis --- AKSHR

 

Human rights are not only violated by terrorism, repression or assassination, but also by unfair economic structures that creates huge inequalities.

 

Pope Francis

The essence of life is to care. William Arthur Ward ---- AKSHR

 

    The essence of life is to care. William Arthur Ward

7. The opportunity of like is to serve. William Arthur Ward ---- AKSHR

 

The opportunity of like is to serve. William Arthur Ward

 

8. "Explore the world with wonder and curiosity." ..... AKSHR

 

"Explore the world with wonder and curiosity."

"The beauty of love is that in giving it away, ...... ." - David Simon ---- AKSHR

 

"The beauty of love is that in giving it away, 

you are left with more than you had before." 

- David Simon

"Love knows no barriers. I.... " - Maya Angelou --- AKSHR

 

"Love knows no barriers. 

It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls 

to arrive at its destination full of hope." 

- Maya Angelou

"Accept the children the way we accept trees — - Isabel Allende -- AKSHR

 

"Accept the children the way we accept trees

—with gratitude, because they are a blessing

—but do not have expectations or desires."

 - Isabel Allende

Sometimes writers speak to us in ways we cannot ignore. ... Nicole Krauss --- AKSHR

 

Sometimes writers speak to us in ways we cannot ignore. They kindle a fire within us, a sense of purpose, a longing for something more. Nicole Krauss

From the moment I could read, I’ve never stopped writing. .... Nicole Krauss --- AKSHR

 

From the moment I could read, I’ve never stopped writing. I’ve done so many things, but I’d have to say that writing is the thing that pulls me back to the ground whenever I’ve started to float away. Nicole Krauss

Just because you can't see something doesn't mean it isn't there. Nicole Krauss --- AKSHR

 

Just because you can't see something doesn't mean it isn't there.

There is more in you of good than you know, ... The Book of Three --- AKSHR

 

There is more in you of good than you know, 

henceforth do the only thing left for you... discover it. 

The Book of Three --- AKSHR

Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst and corrupts the best. The Book of Three --- AKSHR

 

Power is always dangerous. 

It attracts the worst and corrupts the best.

The Book of Three --- AKSHR

What have you friends for, if not to help bear your burdens? .... The Book of Three --- AKSHR

 

What have you friends for, 

if not to help bear your burdens?

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, .... RUMI ... AKSHR

 

Through Love all that is bitter will be sweet, 

Through Love all that is copper will be gold, 

Through Love all dregs will become wine, 

through Love all pain will turn to medicine.

 

Rumi

“Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men” – Martha Graham --- AKSHR

 

“Fire is the test of gold; adversity, of strong men”

 – Martha Graham 

“Everything has its limit – iron ore cannot be educated into gold” – Mark Twain --- AKSHR

 

“Everything has its limit – iron ore cannot be educated into gold” – Mark Twain

There is an invisible strength within us; .... RUMI .... AKSHR

 

There is an invisible strength within us; 

when it recognizes two opposing objects of desire, 

it grows stronger.

 

Rumi

 

A silent force, a hidden might,

Resides within, both day and night.

A wellspring deep, a whispered plea,

A strength unseen, eternally.

 

Two stars ignite, in shadowed skies,

Two paths diverge, where longing lies.

A yearning heart, a fractured soul,

Torn 'twixt desires, a story whole.

 

This inner strength, a watchful eye,

Observes the pull, both near and nigh.

The tug of want, the whispered call,

This conflict deep, stands tall.

 

And as the heart, with passion burns,

This strength unseen, its purpose learns.

A crucible of choice, a fiery test,

The spirit forged, to stand the best.

 

For in the clash, of wish and need,

A power blooms, a vibrant seed.

This conflict's fire, a shaping hand,

A strength refined, across the land.

 

So let the heart, its desires hold,

Two opposing dreams, a story told.

For in the fight, the strength will rise,

A beacon bright, beneath the skies.

The battles that count aren't the ones for gold medals. ... Jesse Owens .... AKSHR

 

The battles that count aren't the ones for gold medals. The struggles within yourself - the invisible, inevitable battles inside all of us - that's where it's at.

 

Jesse Owens

The banners of glory, the trumpets' loud call,

For medals of valor, for standing tall.

These battles of might, though fiercely they gleam,

Often obscure the silent, inner stream.

 

The whispers of doubt, the fears that reside,

The battles within, where the spirit presides.

Invisible foes, yet potent and deep,

These are the true tests, where we truly must keep.

 

The weight of the world, on shoulders so frail,

The burden of choices, the shadows prevail.

The striving and striving, the yearning to rise,

Against the dark currents that tempt and surprise.

 

The strength to forgive, the courage to mend,

The quiet resolve, where the battles transcend.

These battles of heart, fought in solitude's grace,

Are victories won, in time and in space.

 

For in the still chamber, where conscience does dwell,

Lies the true measure, the triumph of self.

The battles for gold, may bring fleeting acclaim,

But the battles within, etch a stronger name.

What you see is not what others see..... George Monbiot .... AKSHR

 

What you see is not what others see. 

We inhabit parallel worlds of perception, bounded by our interests and experience. 

What is obvious to some is invisible to others.

 

George Monbiot

 

The tapestry of sight, a woven thread,

Of hues and forms, a world displayed.

But eyes perceive in patterns unique,

A fractured view, a different pique.

 

For what is clear to one, a vibrant scene,

May fade to grey, a silent sheen,

In others' eyes, a world unseen,

By filters built, of past and keen.

 

The bustling street, a vibrant throng,

To one, a symphony, a song.

To another soul, a hurried race,

A blur of faces, time and space.

 

The whispered words, a tender plea,

To one, a love, eternally.

To others' ears, a passing sound,

Lost in the echoes, all unbound.

 

The hidden depths, a secret kept,

By those who see, a truth they've swept

Into their hearts, a treasure kept,

While others walk, their eyes unslept.

 

For parallel worlds, we each inhabit,

By interests shaped, and lessons grabbed.

What's obvious bright, to one's keen gaze,

May lie unseen, in shadowed maze.

 

So let us see, with hearts so wide,

The varied views, by which we ride.

For in each soul, a universe lies,

With different hues, beneath their skies.