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A Poetic Moment Pondering how Shaping Your Mindset Shapes Your Life

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
Share a lesson you wish you had learned earlier in life.
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Life, ’tis something too few take a moment to truely ponder,
But something we all usually unknowingly design…
For even those surviving their variant choose their mindset,
Which is where ones unique take on life allows them the ability to refine,
To evolve beyond the confines of the life they’ve been allocated/blessed.

Yet so many perceive themselves trapped within expectations bestowed,
Irrespective it be merely a belief that is probably more than irrelevant,
Sometimes they live their entire lives thinking they’re confined to their abode,
Unable to venture into the world beyond fearing horrific ridicule to be subsequent,
Thus remaining glued to their mundane survival style of life bearing an interesting mental load…

However, another with exactly the same perceived allotment may be seen to live a vibrant life,
Always smiling and taking every element as a blessing to be grateful for ~ even ones bringing strife,
Learning and evolving from their foundations melodiously akin the tune of a well played fife,
Never perceiving their lack for they focus on what prosperity they do have overflowing rife,
Rather than wallowing unnecessarily to throw off their balance along their minds sharpened double bladed knife…

Hence one need strive to check their mindset ‘fore determining their challenges as foretold,
As though not an easy element to adjust with guidance and a solid support ’tis achievable,
What is harder is ones ongoing maintenance for continued balance to not fall but hold,
Keeping ones mind open to learning beyond basics ~ ever expanding ones knowledge whilst remaining stable,
Rather than tumbling back into the defaulting arena of stagnations undesirable mould.

For life tends to not bend to mere faith alone but to what in your mind you believe,
As ’tis not the world that changes for the earth still cycles from seed thru plant to bloom,
Thus ’tis how one perceives the world that ultimately determines how ones life shall flow,
One’s mindset the foundation that designs the quality of that one attracts like a vacuum,
Manifesting exactly what one’s mind energetically intends to procure with infinite accuracy...
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A Poetic Reminder to Embrace Divine Surrender in Challenging Times

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
When our lives seem a little clunky ~ like they’ve gears needing more than oil,
We may find the only path we’ve through ‘tis one of divine surrender,
Trusting the universe can wash us to the other end of our moment of turmoil,
Rather than us forcing our way on ~ undertaking what we believe to be right,
Thus unknowingly lengthening the time we’re astray and hence tightening chaos’s coil…

For whilst lucubrating onwards despite a lack of flow may seem a perfect way to grind,
One’s way through; say, writers block ~ results in words near guaranteed to be less than sublime,
With minimal flow and even less enjoyment to those whom attempt to decipher them in their mind,
Hence it may be best to surrender a moment to allow oneself to recalibrate to their flow for a time,
Before continuing on with ones endeavours so they may unveil energetically seraphically entwined.

As gone are the days of tirelessly hustling from a place of internal disconnect enrage,
Aligned to ones own beat triumphing over burnout as one’s preferred focus ascends the stage,
Fully supported at least energetically and mindfully flowing ideas onto a style of page,
Whilst one crafts their vocational endeavours into our fast evolving world akin a spell a mage,
Rather than stagnating their ever growing cloud of ideas into whatever type it be they’re cage.

And so on one ventures, working in the way they’ve ultimately planned/evolved/ designed,
Be it a job they love or lucubrating away on their own creations ’tis irrelevant if ’tis in alignment,
Allowing one’s life to flow at the pace that can be perceived to near be divinely assigned,
At least illusionarily to all whom view with minimal insight upon what is actually endured,
’Tis harmoniously an exquisite element of ones ever mindful lifestyle that’s easily combined.
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A Poetic Moment on Navigating Life’s Detours to Return to Vocational Endeavours

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
When we’ve truely found our aligned vocation life can shove it aside,
For any amount of time and we can pick it back up with relative ease,
Like we’ve not taken an extended moment away from it’s lucubration,
Whilst another element of our lives demands the majority of our attention,
Until we can return to our curated flow after a touch of personal recalibration.

As the time we believe we’ve lost isn’t wasted ~ ‘tis a detour to gain life experience and wisdom,
To evolve our vocational endeavours into more than they’ve ever been able to be before,
And although in the moment we may be worrying that we’re not allotting them necessities to become,
We’re actually at least subconsciously gaining additional inspiration for our creations galore,
Allowing us when we return to our lucubrating to retune our efforts with a sweeter toned strum,

For whilst we may be under the illusion that our flow may seem to be misplaced for a time,
The melody of all we’ve previously created remains ~ like background music to life sublime,
Throughout each moment we venture be it overly challenging or flowing ajar in a seraphic rhyme, 
Our abilities tend to often only grow and evolve into something greater as we continue to climb,
Irrespective of our perception on when we think we’ve hit the pinnacle of our projections prime.

So when life throws one’s flow off course remember this ~ even stars appear to loose their way,
When cloaked from our view behind clouds and when the sun shines ever bright,
Yet they always return to our perception shining seemingly brighter once obstructions cease to play,
Twinkling away at their own vocation whilst inspiring many spontaneously with their light,
Effortlessly enchanting us with a reminder that even after the darkest storm passes all can still be okay.

Thus life may wander but the thread between our vocational gifts and our days flow never snaps,
It just stretches and  simmers awaiting our eventual return ~ cracking yet somehow rarely actually breaking,
‘Till we find a way to follow it’s path again in sync with all that vies for time in our overflowing day,
Balancing akin an elephant on a spiders web, often teetering though unfailing our destined return,
For all aligned with our inner core stays true to our being ~ forever awaiting its moment to join in life’s foray.
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A Poetic Moment Pondering how Unseen Daily Habits can Enhance Your Life’s Quality

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?
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When we find our vocational efforts flailing,
And the flow to our days scattering askew,
We need to explore within ourselves and our plans to find,
The exact elements that need realigning or adjusting,
To relieve us from our malfunctioning/disconnected bind…

As sometimes ’tis not what we’re attempting to achieve,
That is fragmented or misaligned to our core deep within,
But another element throwing our flow off via it’s energetic ripple,
Hence it may simply be akin to not switching off the tv the moment needed for the next days win,
Or not taking a replenishing moment for your body/soul/mind that throws ones future into a quibble.

Thus why ’tis paramount one listens to themselves ~ listens to what their body is telling them,
For ’tis too often from what we initially ignore that flailing elements creating our unbalance stem,
As even something seemingly irrelevant to manifesting our long term goals the size of an em,
Can quintessentially throw our ability to successfully lucubrate seraphically epically into mayhem,
Outing our ability to create even our most aligned endeavours into a magnificent gem. 

Therefore once one unveils the faltering element efforts to realign it should be swiftly sought,
For the longer it’s astray the greater the challenges one shall face from the resulting disconnection,
As every passing moment it causes deeper energetic rifts which eventually filter into one’s physical,
Irrespective ones current ability to cast a regular late yet enjoyable night with others into mental deflection,
At some point in one’s future it shall have evolved into something possibly debilitating and quizzical.

So if one’s balance is askew and the obvious answers aren’t the elements befogging your desired flow,
Perhaps ’tis time to look deeper into regular unacknowledged near unconscious habits unseen,
For they may just be withholding the debris creating misaligned energetic disconnection that’s fraught,
Throwing off everything one attempts with their spiralling splinters aggravating wounds, 
Until they’re discovered/abolished/realigned and one’s healed from the initially harmless affects they’ve wrought.
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A Poetic Moment Pondering how Life is Akin to an Outback Banana Vine

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
If one were to venture into the Australian Bushland chances are you’d find,
A delightfully greenish wild bush banana growing it’s ever entwining vine…
Now whilst it’s not that unknown for its place as a bush tucker delight,
Have you ever taken the time to truly let yourself be enchanted by it’s design?
Fully supported by those around it climbing inch by inch skywards and out,
Rather spindly and near unnoticeable when not directly in ones focuses line…

As all life like the vine ’tis never a straight path ~ but twists and twines through shadow and light,
Unfurling wherever it needs like the vine creeping over and through any obstacles it may face,
Often unable to pursue goals when attempting to go alone upon their quests plight, 
Climbing easier through challenges when supported by another’s stronger grace,    
Delicate but gaining strength from those whom enjoy this gentle beings energetic might,
Encouraging it’s progressive evolution as it seraphically sprouts at it’s own unique pace.

For much like the vine inching skywards we cannot see the next obstacle we must climb,
We may sense it when close ~ as it nears within the rhythm of our resonances chime,
But as we venture through our lives like a vine we’re never going for long in a straight line,
As the choices we make from challenges and desires mould the path of our soul sublime,
Irrespective of our destined purpose we grow and evolve with each breath our lungs entwine,
Overcoming debris and striving towards our light ‘till blinded at the end of our physical time…

Hence we learn our route like vines ~ energetic tendrils constantly tasting our options ahead,
Scouting our ideal path through so we may learn and grow as we need whilst we unfurl,
Reaching for support from others at times when we otherwise shall flail with dread,
Ideally learning to flow with a fragment of alignment with the ocean of beings around us as we energetically spiral and twirl,
Grounded by our physical selves regardless of how lightly we aim for our impact to tread,
Forever evolving from each moment we experience not that polar akin to a pearl.

Thus like a vine one should endeavour not to rush ~ but reach/listen vibrationally/grow around that we cannot budge,
Allowing life to seraphically guide rather than force our way through disconnected from our inner core, 
Always developing our minds to enhance the expansion of our perception even when our conscious opinions vastly differ,
Flourishing only when divine timing blesses us with conditions perfect for what our unseen path holds in store,
Which for some can create internal challenges rather undesirable as quests towards dreams constantly stray,
Blinding them to the beautiful life they already have ~ the abundance/prosperity/love/achievements they’ve already manifested galore.
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A Poetic Moment Contemplating how Music can Enhances Ones Writing

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
What do you listen to while you work?
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Coffee in hand, keyboard at the ready ~ music chosen to complement the piece intended,
Sounds sacred currents transforming ordinary moments into an inspirational ritual,
Guiding fingers across one’s keyboard as they reveal a creation entwining thought to physical,
In a way often unthought as ’tis nothing other than a seraphic moment habitual,
Awakening ones soul into energetic alignment with the rhythm of ones style of creation unique,
Opening then holding space for divine whispers of keyboards quiet tapping to flow in a way instinctual…

For while ever the melodic vibrations entice ones focus away from distraction,
Weaving their elemental beats thru the words you’re crafting into alignment,
’Tis impossible for them to stray too far into the realm of disconnected compaction,
Irrespective of their needing probably more than a lackadaisical touch of refinement,
With their ability to remind one of a weird style of alphabetised yet artistic abstraction,
Nonetheless the music brings ones mind a moment of meditative clarity ~ dissolving your consciouses confinement.

Thus the sound of ones choice of music to lucubrate to doesn’t just fill silences void,
It eradicates any walls of mental debris blocking creations manifestation centroid,
Allowing a perceived effortlessness to embrue into the flow of words onto ones page being deployed,
And the seraphic atmosphere shielding one from anything agitating that can spark one to annoyed,
So that ones original words bestow a special type of purity to subtly be energetically enjoyed,
Rather than a fiery polar variant that one would probably prefer destroyed…

Hence when one finds themselves next caught working between breath and beat,
With a melody motivating their memory to remind them of their divine ability to flow,
Vanish into the sound ~ just surrender ~ energetically align to it’s guidance through your vocational feat,
And you may happen to be surprised at what the combination of tune and your unique creativity can have in stow,
When entwined in an enchanting balance quintessentially forging away into reality ‘till complete,
Eventually manifesting beyond imagination courtesy of the rhythms hidden energetic hum in the undertow.
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A Poetic Moment Pondering how Letting Go of Rigid Plans can Allow One to Embrace Life’s Flow

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Sometimes the best thing one can do is to not try and follow their plans,
But to actually flow through moment by moment as they come to parlay,
As when we get caught up trying to stick to plans that just don’t align,
We may never manifest that which we desire most into our realities foray,
Burning ourselves out in attempts that should never have been part of our lives,
Wasting time that we should have spent enjoying thriving in a seraphic kind of way.

For what if the path you’ve planned for your days isn’t meant for your souls direction?
Thus leaving you flailing ~ disconnected in a realm of chaos inducing overwhelm,
Constantly doing what everyone says is how you should be focusing your action,
Rather than flowing more aligned to your core allowing your divine soul to guide your helm,
Dissolving what’s blocking you ~ that which holds you in styles of restrictive compaction,
Allowing you to evolve and grow with the challenges around you akin to a strong standing elm.

Hence when we’re befogging our souls purpose by chasing others dreams that leave our footprints in mere sand,
Rather than creating our own core something solidifying our legacy in stone with our own hand,
Knowing we are the only ones whom can choose to either be attending another’s fire well manned,
Or transcending our own blockade of limiting beliefs engrained deep within and thus for ourselves making a stand,
Propelling our lives to rise from thoughts to reality whilst ensuring one stays grounded to the land,
Strengthening our place in our world so our inner energetic phoenix may rise amongst flames epically fanned!   

As when we silence the guidance from our core selves inner compass are we really living our own life’s journey?    
Or are we just human’s living the life of a robot sans the primarily metal components?
For if we’re just going through the motions of the mundane default we believe we’re supposed to with very little glee,
Why are we not transforming our experiences to be more enjoyably fulfilling moments,
Instead of enduring/merely surviving in a disconnected state that makes our soul hide and flee,
Shouldn’t we all be creating lives we want to wake up each morn to and live life as our best proponents!

For when one is flowing through life surrendering to their inner core’s aligned guidance,
From a connected place where true peace reigns rippling from within your mind outwards,
Forced plans finding themselves thrown dramatically aside making room for intuitions compilation,
Through overhauling what you thought your life should be like ~ which all our minds grasp in shards,
‘Till one allows themselves to release the remnants that hold them securely in their contractive grasp,
Where clunky plans vanish and a tidal flow of divine newness crashes through ones challenges in a magical way that beautifully bombards!

adjourn thru here to create in greater flow aligned to your core!

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A Poetic Moment Pondering How Focused Activities Change Our Perception of Time

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
Which activities make you lose track of time?
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When one becomes one with the task they’re undertaking completely in a moment,
Hours can dissolve into perceived minutes through ones perspective,
An entire day vanishing in what seems like a single brushstroke,
Only to be discovered when the suns set creating thoughts deflective,
Triggering a new moment of introspection to unveil ones progress in time unseen,
Filled with satisfying achievements rather than a stolen day of procrastinations reflective.

For time doesn’t pass us by ~ we can just become focused to the point we don’t see it leave,
Each breath becoming a progressive element swallowing a moment that can last all day,
‘Till something jolts us from our entranced focus forcing us to take a reprieve,
However when ’tis a creations completion bringing a natural ending to a moment in a timeless foray,
’Tis bittersweet to have finalised the creation through to the point you probably struggled to even believe,
Would be possible in moments you’ve productively procrastinated away before diving meditatively into it’s parlay.  

As when in the middle of doing something we truely enjoy our mind vanishes,
Into a state where nothing but our task exists ~ the clock/phone/thoughts/distractions ~ them it just banishes,
Thus whilst the clocks hands may move; focus and silence pause ones perception of time ~ bringing an array of advantages,
Allowing us a moment for seraphic lucubration to evolve through the way it establishes,
Our mental focus akin to a hot laser on a point it burns and eventually ravages,
Until it quintessentially finds it’s completion ~ irrespective it be by force or otherwise finishes.

For when we give all of our focus to our tasks with no notice of the clocks ticking ~ just our motion,
The world around us may be cycling through its day like nothing is ajar,
Yet we’re flowing mind and body at one in a moment with complete mental devotion,
Creating our current masterpiece ~ weaving it into reality for those afar,
Unaware of anything outside our unintended bubble of quiescence deflecting commotion,
Akin to creating it not in our current location but isolated from all on a distant star...

Thus when we’re so deep in a task that we only come up for breath when the sun makes way for night,
Once hot beverages finding the sink and bright eyed children demanding a snack,
We know we’re in a divine place of alignment both within ourselves and what we ripple to the world,
In a seraphic flow seemingly designed just for us where nothing we need is in lack,
For all can be perceived as perfectly where ’tis supposed to be in any given moment,
Whilst one ventures onwards through their poetic lifestyle energetically on track.
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A Poetic Moment Exploring the Connection Between Music and Soul Healing

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
What is your favorite genre of music?
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What if ones favourite song isn’t the one loved most consciously,
But the one that resonates vibrationally deep with ones core?
For have you noticed how your favourite song changes ~ before you notice you do?
And how ones favourite genre even has the tendency to match the sound frequency your soul needs you to adore,
Near like its tuning ones being into evolving in greater alignment through subconsciously guiding our preferences,
Before our conscious minds get a chance to even acknowledge the evolutionary possibilities in store.

Thus perhaps we don’t even hear any more than the chords that align with what our soul shall require?
Rather than the whole song that our mind believes to be of our conscious desire,
As often one can listen to a song and hear elements before that were to them unknown,
Whilst older fragments to ones mental void seem to have disintegrated/flown,
Allowing one to only experience parts needed according to their aligning resonance,
Orchestrating a beautiful energetic flow between the sound waves and ones physical thru cores stance.

Or maybe our musical preferences aren’t what any part of us likes at all, 
Maybe it’s what refracts back in the moments when it seems no one else listens,
Soothing the elements within us that are tortured in some way thus softening our fall,
Enhancing healing throughout our beings with it’s vibrational tones not always heard,
Replenishing us energetically and mentally to thrive confidently aligned to our inner self’s call,
Providing one with a style of support they can get from nowhere else... 

Hence it may be irrelevant if you loved soft rock or pop music as a teen,
If ones tastes seem to have abandoned them now for classical leaving old favourites unseen,
Perhaps ’tis a case that you no longer need the faster beats to bolster your mind,
But the more soothing notes to ease the intensity of chaos to bring a moment of balance in kind...  
Thus making ones preference in music a vibrational antidote for what you’re lacking in your inner world,
Allowing you to venture through your day with greater alignment unfurled.
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A Poetic Moment Pondering The Importance of Listening to Ones Subconscious Needs

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
Desire, ’tis but our perception of a need often dictated by our subconscious,
Our perspective mixed with core requirements akin to wearing rose tinted glasses,
Too often swayed by what we believe to be what we’re allowed,
As so many struggle to listen to their inner voices passes,
Squashing it with believed societal rules near always irrelevant.

For when one is contemplating say buying a perceived expensive lotion,
But in their mind is a monotone ‘what about your budget/kids need new somethings/have you washed the door?’
And perhaps an; ’Others will think your selfish/neglectful for buying yourself such a potion!’
Whilst the reality is it’s highly unlikely any other soul actually cares what cream you adore,
Our minds still filter it through an unnecessary array of conscious commotion. 

Thus whilst ones need in this example may be needing a balm for dry skin,
’Tis transferrable to anything one needs going through such a mental din,
Pondering if something that should be any easy it is needed let it win,
Is unnecessarily severing away at ones connection to their core voice within,
Which has the potential to ripple into allowing an abundance of disconnection challenges to begin.

As the more we don’t listen to our own voice the less we can hear it’s spin,
Loosing guidance not just on needs but warnings that can support our very survival,
For the voice of our core selves is akin to being our compass guiding our life from within,
Thus each moment we shush it with conflicting thoughts results in another severed thread to it needing revival,
And each one we don’t repair with haste leaves us with less to turn to when we try to listen therein…

However, there seems a part of our core’s always awaiting our return like a beacon,
The moment we decide to reconnect being it’s element of hope to grasp for fuel,
Despite knowing the longer it takes to commence the longer it takes to heal ones soul,
And that the process can be perceived at times as an epic internal duel,
The seraphic lifestyle once realigned and connected to one's core though delicate is never not worth the plight.
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