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A Poetic Moment Contemplating how Embracing Fears can Help You Overcome Procrastination

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
What have you been putting off doing? Why?
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When we dare to undertake something new the ashes of our past experiences often cloud our minds,
Whispering within our perspective that we’re not enough for what ’tis we feel called to delve,
We need to anchor our perspectives to our driving element ~ our ‘guiding star’ ~ so it can remind us,
Of our reason ~ our motivation ~ to not leave it collecting dust wherever we happen to this something shelve,
Whilst remembering all our fears/doubts/distractions are all elements upon our paths with purposes paramount…
 
For amidst the silence of our seemingly relevant doubts ’tis the areas our core’s revealing to us to strengthen,
Even if ’tis just a subtle reminder one need strengthen wavering self-belief within their scattering mind,
Refining ones perception of what they can do as they venture beyond their comforts limits that constantly lengthen,
Allowing themselves the opportunities to thrive rather being entangled in stagnations confining bind,
Long before they’re challenges towards their personal evolution become a mere topic awaiting contemplation.

Hence when ones primal fears arise amongst the lucubration of your rather perfectly constructed plan,
Taking a moment to ponder their relevance to ones situation my be the easiest way to toss the smaller ones in a metaphorical pan,
So one only faces the challenges larger fears tend to construe hence allowing your mind by fearful thoughts to not be too overrun,
Remembering why you set out upon this path can be a great grounding element from whence one began,
Thus easing navigating ones way forth a fragment in the unique way ’tis only possible that you can.

Therefore why every fearful challenge one overcomes becomes a solid step upon ones path to climb,
Enhancing ones journey with inner remembrance on one’s ability to rise with each energetic step,
Supporting ones foundation as they shed the weight of perceived challenging elements in their time,
Quintessentially allowing one to evolve before the next perceptual moment they begin to prep,
 Released from the energetic shackles feared in place holding you back within their near debilitating confine.

Furthermore as one’s path spirals expansively from your comfort zone just remember;
No path is ever as perfectly smooth as anyone would like ~ we all stumble over challenging elements,
Thus ‘tis in what style one perceives hence reacts that can make the difference in their adventure,
Evolving rather than retracting always increasing ones eventual likelihood of journals filled with successful toned contents,
And a respectful positive legacy happily passed down gratefully thru generations and descendants.

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A Poetic Moment Exploring Feelings of Inadequacy in Social Situations

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
Tell us about a time when you felt out of place.
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When one enters a room and senses the energy shifting to accommodate their presence,
Even if ’tis only your perception providing a challenge that you need to overcome,
It can still take an enormous element of courage to adjourn through the next step into said situation,
Especially if it feels like the air is solidifying around you irrespective of others creating a subtle conversational hum,
The confidence one embrued before opening the door’s now vanished from ones being leaving them anxiously strung.

Yet taking another step as even the light feels fractured and completely unsure where to land,
Can take almost near all your physical body has energetically reserved to undertake,
Despite your legitimacy for being where you happen to be in the moment whence you stand,
Internally one reels like their entire existence depends on all that’s perceived held at stake,
Mentally leaving one uneasy as you attempt to grapple with guarded thoughts one can’t leave unmanned.

Thus though the ground underfoot holds one steadfast the moment one’s in does not,
One’s mind’s struggling to hold reality in place as thoughts predict outcomes uneasily thwart,
Leaving one to seek secure components that anchor them energetically into the moment they’re sought,
To mimc a grounding element for one to grasp as they venture uneasily onwards a touch less fraught,
Despite external appearances often granting an illusion of them being perfectly confident ’tis usually a mask well wrought.

Hence when one takes their place in social arena’s they can perceive a conversational shift,
Akin others edging their chairs inch by inch further away even if ’tis polar to realities case;
Even in frequented environments amongst those with whom one is close one may still feel a non-existent rift,
As one’s mind wavers through undesired thoughts which start swirling as they search for a solid reality base,
Leaving one flailing at least a moment whilst for the right perspective you’re mind is forcing you to sift.

Yet once one’s energetic balance’s restored spaces often adjust even if you’re actually akin the elephant in the room,
Though future occurrences are likely to require some evolution at least mentally on your part,
Like a well set abundant table setting quietly having one undertaking it’s imminent clearing,
Piece vie piece one can tweak their perspective mindfully to what they believe to be best for themselves ‘fore the next moment shall start.
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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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Posted in Bush poetry

A Poetic Moment Exploring the Enchantment of the Australian Outback

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
What do you love about where you live?
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Orange red dirt, huge red/grey roos, epic sunsets and vast usually clear blue skies,
They’re the Australian Outbacks well known signature image…
Yet beyond the flies and heat ’tis where a certain type of magick  lies,
In the deep thick bushland areas that should be revered by all whom venture,
An easily deadly though enchanting location where it’s best to learn ways to be ‘bush wise’…

For ’tis a place abundant with delicately designed flora though it is often well hidden,
It’s ability to survive inspires a touch of strength within all whom happen to notice it,
Amongst the often blue grey blur of varying gum/gidgee/mulga and wilga trees which then,
Shelter not just fauna but vines and colourful flowers one often cannot even notice without a near hyper wit!
With natural glade style clearings and often moss creating a delightful element of zen.

Despite the remote element that makes venturing anywhere an often disconnected road trip,
For most phones struggle to even grasp a fragment of signal without some sort of bolstering equip,
Yet whilst one never sets out to race the likes of emu’s on a dusty roads straight strip,
’Tis always an adventurous quest that tends to strengthen the stability of every relationship,
Especially the one with your own mind as the hum of machine blends with one’s thoughts conscious grip…    

And although there may be often dust in the air ~ and on that note everywhere else too,
Being able breathe and work amongst the near undisturbed dawn chorus each morn is such a treat!
Even when the cockatoos drown out the melodies of the other birds with their rather screechy cue,
’Tis nothing short of inspiring when the sunlights warm yet still gentle and the breeze wisps light and sweet,
Whilst the plants sparkle gently as they’re still covered in a touch of frost or the remaining early morn’s dew…

There’s often flocks of colourful inch tall finches and wrens flitting through the denser bush,
Their delicate song delighting all nearby whom are lucky enough to hear,
For whilst common they can be elusive even when they contrast plants like saltbush,
They do love spending a hot evening moment under a backyard sprinkler when they know they’ve little to fear,
And can be a spectacular sight on a bushwalk providing the desert myrtle’s kept clear of one’s tush!
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Posted in Bush poetry, Mindful Moments, Nature, Thought Provokers

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 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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Posted in Craft, Poetry

A Poetic Moment Creating Flow from Word Weaving Woes by Realigning to Your Creative Rituals

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
When the words wont flow and nothing seems to align,
Sometimes a writer need just let their fingers take the helm,
As the universe can at times provide a better message,
Than anything ones brain can craft into being from our imaginations realm,
Even when one is surrounded by an abundance of supplies for their craft,
Weaving the elements together in a way that works can still be abundant with dysfunctional moments of overwhelm.

Yet on we craft for ’tis what we do ~ and do it rather oft’ we must,
Weaving/writing/painting/designing our creating keeping us sane and disconnection at bay,
As ’tis when we get lackadaisical and distant from our form of art that all turns to dust,
Implanting a rigid clunky element into ones creative flow that fights immensely to stay,
Irrespective ones need to craft the challenges once disconnected tend to have an insanely non-corrosive crust…
Despite ones weaponry and knowledge to break through into a reconnected and flowing foray.

For when ones page is blank it may be full of potential but ’tis screaming to be designed,
Fulfilled with ones creative drafts/plans/thoughts even if they be rough and still unrefined,
As ’tis irrelevant if ones page is heavy or digital ~ or if it be blank/dotted or lined,
There’s always an easy little hack that can realign you in a lifting way out of this bind…
Though it varies in exacts as all are unique which when caught up in a woeful moment may need a remind,
Step one ’tis to remember you’re human and as such to yourself both physically and in thought you need be kind.
  
Subsequently creating a solid ritual to connect one to ones craft shall be paramount,
To keeping mental blockages few and reducing creative moments of despair,
Quintessentially bringing ones mental alignment into its sweet spot before challenges can even surmount,
Lessening the need to reconnect to ones flow before it may even require any element of repair,
So that one can lucubrate all the easier despite dodging debris of any amount,
Whilst ones supportive pillars do their utmost best to hold strong throughout the challenges when they’re beyond compare…

For when ones connecting ritual is habitual, resonant and easily initiated,
One can use it in woeful times of struggle to realign mentally with ease,
Though it may not remove all the challenges one faces artistically when creating,
It shall still reduce a wide array and support ones flow defining a feeling that frees,
So one can create all the more seraphically in energetic alignment to ones core,
In whatever modality and on the chosen topic ’tis you shall endeavour to please.
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