Power of people, suffering in solitude. Being broken, plethora of pain. Purity in vain, heart without a heart. Reminding all, only love is shared. Again and again. Words not of mine, but of a broken heart. © Krishdga 2.4.17
We are told about what we already know. We see and hear it around us. We are awake and we choose to close out eyes. We must rise. The essence: now. Where will you be tomorrow? It does not matter. Connect to this moment. Use the momentum. Fill you mind and heart with, l o v e. © Krishdga 9.1.17
So many of you filled my mind with hope. Hopelessly I let my heart skip and wonder. Fantasise, to my surprise, a game I play with my mind. to entertain, to be inspired, to create. Each of you gave me a space to create. An inspiring mystery. The mystery I gave you. I gave myself. I danced and danced. I will stop dancing soon. So I will dance until I am no longer. Thank you for all the dances. © Krishdga 8.4.17
Uncertain uncertainty. You rose this morning. You blanket us with sweet sounds: birds, bees. Your soft whisper: the light breeze. Alive again? Did you ever leave? So gently you greet me this morning. Your playful manner pleases me. Bold, beaming, bright: simple words from humanity. I cannot look directly at you, for I will become blind by the glare of your beauty. I live in the acceptance you are there for me. Can I ever be there for you in the same way? Teach me your ways I asked: Your unbounded kindness, Your time for every being. Oh how you play with me this morning. How you are there for everyone to play with. I feel blessed to recognise your magnificence. In all this chaos, I hope I come to see you again. For even if I may not see you, I must recognise you are always there. © Krishdga 11.1.17
There is hope. I feel there is. When I am grounded I know this is not optimism that I feel but part of the reason why I am here. There is change in every second and every moment and that change is created by our minds by our consciousness.
Yes you maybe confused, yes many things you cannot make sense off, but is there not a beauty in that. If we knew everything and all that we needed to know then what is the point of having a human experience. I feel that humanity is such a small and short period of our life that we are just here to try for a few centuries or a few more thousand years.
The revolution of the planet is happening quickly. It is not just the word or a false statement from a few who have achieved success or practiced to go deep within, many are awakening. Many are realising that there is only love. It is how we treat people today now in this moment, with no judgement. It is the acknowledgement of the constant suffering.