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The Valentine Shore
Everyone comes in our lives for a reason. The bad ones, the good ones. It is all revealed in time. Sometimes as a slow-burning mystery, sometimes as a spark in a deep night, sometimes in quiet secret ways even we fail to understand, until we get to look back and retrospect. So many of our relationships tether on the edge, so many drift to seeming nothingness, so many are treacherous like the Annapurna slope, so many solid as resolve. But the true charm of being with someone is the continuous mystery of what emerges, of discoveries and rediscoveries. What sparkles could well burn out, what is secret might not stand the burden of revelation, what seems solid could be merely hollow shell. That's the way bonds go, that's the direction love takes. It revels, it celebrates, it lets time and life determine the direction. Sometimes it leaves us mid-highway, sometimes it helps us navigate through cul de sacs, often it is our companion in long-distance runs, sometimes it goes for a sprint with us, and quickly falls by the wayside. We keep searching for a shore in our relationships, forgetting that we should also be one for those who love us. To be a traveller is beautiful, but to finally rest is also not only a need but a necessity - for ourselves and for those who have covered a distance with us. If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the gentleness of love's ways - I Love You I Can Be Your Poem A City Made of Our Sighs Subscribe to my newsletter 'The Uncuts' Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup. Get in touch with me on [email protected] The details of the music used in this episode are as follows - Elysium by Alexander Nakarada Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/elysium Licence: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license
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A Primer on How to Deal With (Being) Hurt
So much of what we are is the amalgam of hurts we carry deep inside. As past life regression reveals, sometimes the hurt runs deep, bringing forward traces of what's left unresolved from the ages before. However accomplished or complete we might think ourselves to be, we roam the world raw, susceptible to the random snide, reacting to the perceived insult, ultra-sensitive to derision. And we react. And commence an unending cycle of soul terrorism - attack, inflame, die. On the agency of words and bruised egos, we are ready to destroy and be destroyed. We grow cynical, we grow tired. We encounter, and soon become, our worst selves. We encounter the largesse of the universe, walk daily into its wonders, find its gorgeousness laid out for us in the most generous of ways - and walk away, impressed but untouched. But come the snide, the insult, derision, and our very soul finds its lees. We scrape the bottom of what we are. We forget words are seasonal mists. They come and pass. It's often only a local pressure point which creates them, and they dissipate as geographies, seasons or clocks change. The old adage of being still and letting the eddies of life flow over and around us, is soon forgotten. We become the current, the tide, the flood. And destroy beauty - around us, and within. All we had to do was to let hurt come, do its deed and go. And for us to remain serene. Because things pass, feelings pass. If we remain centered, committed to our core, we remain what we are. And paradoxically, the world around us, instead of collapsing, finds its best self, grows, and we grow with it. If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the hurts and pain we feel ever so often - Hope is Merely Fear With a Poor Choice of Lipstick Heartbreak On Breaking Up (Without Breaking) Subscribe to my newsletter 'The Uncuts' Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup. Get in touch with me on [email protected] The details of the music used in this episode are as follows - You Can't Stay Here by Michael Mojzykiewicz Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/you-can't-stay-here Licence: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license
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May Your Journey Be Gentle & Safe (as I see a gorgeous eclipse)
It is sobering to realize how insignificant we are in this universe, how much of a speck. And how much the grandeur of nature - a spectacular lunar eclipse, the sun shining on a quiet sea, a moonlit desert - shows us both the incredible world we live in - as also bring us back to the joy of minutiae, if only we have the eyes and time for it. And it brings us back to the gorgeous littleness of our lives. How the highest joys are often reserved for the smallest of things. To have someone in our lives, who knows where the hidden mole in our bodies is. Someone who absorbs the worst of what we are and is ready to let us sink in their arms, irrespective. To sit in serene comfort with each other without a single regret in our hearts. Someone for whose well being we pray with the innermost core of our hearts. Life finds its circle completed in strange mysterious ways. They are no large strokes, there are no Big Bang revelations, it is just the comfort our body and spirit know. A place where we are us and we call it our own. If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the journeys we love - or not - Departures Distances: Kaifi Azmi Ke Liye It Takes a Long Time to Arrive From Not Very Far Away Subscribe to my newsletter 'The Uncuts' Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup. Get in touch with me on [email protected] The details of the music used in this episode are as follows - Walking Towards the Light by MusicFiles Majestic Autumn by MusicFiles Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/walking-towards-the-light Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/majestic-autumn Licence: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license
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Moving Tapestry of My Awe
I am so often in awe. Of another being’s endurance or grace — perhaps a lover, a river, the sea, or even time itself. I want to learn how they do it -from borrowing calm, to letting life flow through, to finally resting in stillness and reverence. To see life as a moving tapestry of happenstances, tragedies or ecstasy; living through them, but not allowing any of these to change the essential core of what they are, why they are. They seem to allow both beauty and pain to go through them - such that they are touched and changed, but not rendered cynical or bitter or stormy or intractable. To be that indestructible rock which is soft to touch; to be that bleeding evening which heals; to be that person who is stubbornly calm and unchanging amidst every provocation we might throw at him. I want to be that person who recognizes the essential fragrance of the unseen flower or is hurt but does not drive into a town like a storm. If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the grace we encounter in our lives - Her Grace Without Notice Rediscovering Heaven Sipping Tea in a Rumi Morning Subscribe to my newsletter 'The Uncuts' Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup.
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Moving Tapestry of Awe
I am so often in awe. Of another being’s endurance or grace — perhaps a lover, a river, the sea, or even time itself. I want to learn how they do it -from borrowing calm, to letting life flow through, to finally resting in stillness and reverence. To see life as a moving tapestry of happenstances, tragedies or esctasy; living through them, but not allowing any of these to change the essential core of what they are, why they are. They seem to allow both beauty and pain to go through them - such that they are touched and changed, but not rendered cynical or bitter or stormy or intractable. To be that indestructible rock which is soft to touch; to be that bleeding evening which heals; to be that person who is stubbornly calm and unchanging amidst every provocation we might throw at him. I want to be that person who recognizes the essential fragrance of the unseen flower or is hurt but does not drive into a town like a storm. If you liked this poem, consider listening to these other poems on the grace we encounter in our lives - Her Grace Without Notice Rediscovering Heaven Sipping Tea in a Rumi Morning Subscribe to my newsletter 'The Uncuts' Follow me on Instagram at @sunilgivesup. Get in touch with me on [email protected] The details of the music used in this episode are as follows - Lonesome by Sascha Ende Link: https://filmmusic.io/en/song/lonesome Licence: https://filmmusic.io/standard-license
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