Tag: mindful living

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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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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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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 Listening to Your Body is a Path to Wellness

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
What strategies do you use to maintain your health and well-being?
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Wellness, ’tis a delicate balance that is often swayed when one looses the rhythm of their life’s dance,
Yet often we get busy and overlook what our whole being needs holistically to maintain our alignment to it’s beat,
Pushing to achieve in a way we were never supposed to ~ disconnected not just from our core,
But from our entire being! Unable to notice it’s cries ‘till they’re symptoms in a viscous and often expensive cycles feat.

For our bodies keep score with scars and lessons guiding our souls script for our lives,
Thus if we choose to refuse to listen to our script we can find ourselves amidst challenges seemingly never ending,
Needing an abundance of supportive elements just for one to continue at least the illusion of being one that thrives,
Despite spiralling into a disconnected whirlpool often accompanied with expenses near never ending.

As our bodies energetically whisper what they need before they scream in physical pain, 
Like an alarm that’s gradually increasing ~ hoping to alert our rather stressed and distracted brain,
Irrespective of deadlines/schedules and the to-do lists you may believe are important to obtain,
However if we ignore our body to chase our chosen hustle what do we truely actually gain?  

Hence maintaining balance though ‘tis delicate is often not always something one needs to find,
But what one need remember to adhere by listening out for when our bodies notify us that it’s strayed,
Even if it be as simple as following strategies like drinking enough water to quench ones thirst at least in your mind,
Or inhaling a meditative breath taking note that your amazing body has endured everything that your life thus far has parlayed…   

For energetically; healing has no destination ~ ’tis a reconnection to ones holistic soul,
Rebuilding fragment by fragment from the centre of ones divine core outwards entwining with all,
Thus remember that first one needs to listen to their body then allow it’s guidance to flow,
Evolving lifestyle and perspective respectively according to the aligning action it happens to call.
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A Poetic Reminder that Finding Balance Includes Embracing Rest in a Chaotic Life

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
On the days one finds their flow a little clunky ~ a little dull, near hazy yet ironic…
It may just be a simple ebb to the flow of ones chaotic norm allowing one a moment to rest,
A simple lull though it may leave one feeling like there is something missing ~ something off,
As if an element has been overlooked within this current moment upon ones lifelong quest,
Yet even once one uncovers this balancing perspective and convinces it to your mind,
It may still be a challenge to be a touch lackadaisical despite knowing in this moment ’tis rest that may be best…

Hence rather than resting one may start adding elements to the void the lull’s created,
Often things irrelevant in the long term or necessary for a different future moment,
Causing a type of procrastination in a style that seems slightly destructive when later debated,
Irrespective the importance of the side quest ones chosen to undertake instead of a replenishing component,
For even the most delightful aspect of what ones chosen to do that leaves one adequately elated,
Still drains ones being further ~ rather than energetically recharging one’s being for their next task style opponent.

Thus if one cannot ‘switch off and allow their being time to replenish with any element of ease,
Perhaps finding a meditative task to balance ones flow with a relaxing style of task may bring a greater please,
As sprinkling ‘tasks’ akin to disconnected yet mindful tea time can be enough to sway ones mental load to appease,
The stresses that weigh one towards burnouts grasp threatening one to be crawling into bed completely quanked on their knees,
Wishing they’d taken that lackadaisical moment when life’s load was light to read ‘neath the trees,
Yet when the next lull arrives they will probably once again find a way to push rather than chill leaving replenishment once again a thought upon the breeze…
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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!

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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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