The joy of life lies in a grateful heart.One who learns to see good in everything,everyone and every circumstance lives counting blessings.No matter who or where you are in your life today. Gratitude increases joy and diminishes pain,guaranteed!
Patience,Persistence and Practice of the few simple gratitude laws brings one to unimagined Peace. The byproduct of a grateful heart.
Life is living. To remain intact during the ups and downs of life, to filter and decide what is good for me and what is not. Instinct harnessed, skills and abilities enhanced are the wheels of being. Life is a journey as exciting or tedious as I want it to be!
Life is now. Have put aside negative crippling thoughts and gaze at the positive possibilities as a natural choice of a grateful heart. Heartache lasts as long as it is fed. I Believe ‘This too shall pass.’ And it does!
Life is full. With what I fill it is my choice. No matter the odds. There is always a choice to be made and consequences to abide. I choose to change what I can in myself and welcome abundance into my life.
Life is attitude. Said goodbye to martyrdom and bid farewell to the restricting ‘never’ and continuous ‘fear’ as I acknowledge the gifts life is offering. The ‘angry monster’ I shooed out of my thoughts and welcomed feelings of joy and gratitude.
Life is what I say it is. I watch what words are coming out of my mouth.Be alert as thoughts become effects.Speak and receive it then.Actions should coincide with desired outcomes. It is as simple or as complicated as I want it to be.
I am living and I am learning!
WELCOME 2010! It is my kind of year! Full of possibilities to laugh heartier, love always, act freer, take less, give more, fret never & help evermore.
I will be me. It’s a good day when I am challenged to be myself in spite of another’s words and behavior making a smile, the glow of peace.I will tell of the efforts of children. I imagine a tragedy it will be, the day I am at a loss of words to praise another human beings endeavor, be it a child or adult.
I will listen in compassion and empathy to another’s woes thus affording openhanded pearls of dignity. To me a tear is the flowing pearl of human heartache. Consolation is found in a hands-off ear. Listen but bridle that tongue in respect. ‘Told you so’ hurts as deeply as a lackadaisical attitude.
I will seek and attract humor. A hearty laugh is the acceptance of human folly. Life lurks in the soft folds of a giggle. I will never grow too old to express amusement. I will steer clear of pettiness. Energy sapping and a waste of time are to put the result of that activity mildly. As the puddle told the splash, “I have more depth than you.” I turned the corner giggling.
I will rediscover and reunite with thoughts, persons and places of good-will. A silence is the depth of love at the source of all human feelings. I will look for the soul in events and embrace life in joy and gratitude. There is always at least two ways of looking at happenings. Timing is relevant as long as it is motivating.
I will make each day count as I take steps each day to reach for and develop my dreams. A delay is a time to think in a different way. Act in a different way. Step out of my comfort zone. Do whatever it takes. Ever hopeful I go the distance for today.
I will be eager to write and create. I will make concrete my ideas. Persistent is my resolve to set off the sequence in realization of all my dreams. Impatience is the colour of human undoing which I will not befriend.
I face the reality of my life with fortitude and courage. I will build on what I have with delight. I challenge my reasoning to be cool, calm and collected. I will breathe out heartily. A sigh is the signal of consent to allow hindering and harming thoughts to exit from your rational makeup.
When a sneaky me tousled your hair and daddy’s too.It delighted me no end.
I felt so secure and true with the both of you.
Over the years I was your constant shadow for the weekly trips to the ‘Tuesday-market’. The fish you’d select and then pay the price from your little purse. Your care and courtesy to the vendor stays with me.
Your calculations so fine you always made sure we had a bit left over to ride the rickshaw the week the bags were heavy. You’re prioritizing and organizing stays with me.
Otherwise we’d walk through the Polytechnic College.You’d talk to me.I’d listen to your voice more than your words.I could sense how brave, committed and dedicated you were to your motherhood and your family, which stays with me.
“Planning and management was so natural to you. You dreamed a dream for each of your eight children.Each choice you made was so special to each one’s unique ability.You walked the extra mile, never flinching. A necessity then and is today ever more so.
Your efficiency and effectiveness stays with me.
Marketing at Gaddigudam’ meant wheat and rice and garam masala. Christmas time meant dried fruit too.
I’d quickly take my place on the little stool in front of the ‘Bhaniya’.In a flash a little bowl would be placed in front of me containing a couple of cashew nuts.Those days were special when the cinnamon stick appeared I’d pop it right into my mouth.The sweet hot taste reminds me of you even today, it stays with me.
Hours went into cleaning the grain. I admired your skill with the ‘supra’. As chaff separated from the wheat my wonder knew no bounds. The rhythm stays with me.
Chakki came next I went into that dusty flour filled air so proud that I was in charge. Secretly I imitated your way when I told him how it was to be done. Your command stays with me.
My slice of baath cake I liked hot out of the oven. You let me have it that way.
I remember being the self appointed custard pan-licker. My pouts were enough to deter any contender.
I nominate myself as the Best Stealer' of powder milk, jaggery and raw mango.
You knew but you overlooked.Your kindness not perceived by many stays with me.
"Turn to me” was my refrain as soon as you turned to your other side. I lived in happiness that you were mine.
"You love me back”, mama you said to me. It puzzled me then as it does now.How could it be any other way?I marvel!
You taught me everything I know without a spoken lecture or a word.I observed and felt your essence as a person and learned the art of being human to perfection.You stay with me.
You recognize me; how I like to bear in mind and dwell only on the good. You distinguish why I ignore the nasty. I am sorry for any unnecessary troubles I may have caused you, as a result of me being me. And for not being able to save the home you made with love and creativity.
I say in all humility I had a mother who loved me. Not only did you Mother accomplish the herculean task of raising 8 children with elegance and flair. You made it look easy.
Thank you Mummy.
You live on in all that I am and in what we your eight children do and are. These are a few reminiscences which are just the tip of a volcano of love I have for you!
You have a home in me now and always!
REST IN PEACE
My Mother you are my teacher, my channel and coach. Thank you for being my Mother.
