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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 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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Posted in Mindful Moments, Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic Moment When Deep in the Bliss of Ones Favourite Tasks

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai
Daily writing prompt
What activities do you lose yourself in?
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When we uncover that one thing we truly align with passionately,
Irrespective it be writing that perfectly poetic piece/wildlife photography or something else entirely,
One can lucubrate endlessly never noticing the time glimmering by for it seems to freeze,
Whilst enchantment takes its hold upon ones mind allowing one to near not ever be quanked,
‘Till comes the point what one’s creating ’tis ready enough for it’s launch preparation to be embanked…

For when one delves deep enough into a task that within aligns to one completely,
They can become as one ~ flowing through the processes involved with increasing ease,
Like when a writers fingers float over the keys of their beloved laptop effortlessly,
Or ink flowing onto a blank page filling it with immense amounts of words like ocean waves upon sand,
Seraphically ones task manifests swiftly through each quintessential element touched by ones hand.

Thus one is enabled through their chosen task to gain a level of meditative qualities like mental bliss,
In the moment they’re flowing through their favourite task in the quiet whilst nothings amiss,
Irrespective if ones method brings feelings of imposter syndrome and elements of ludiosis,
Ones seraphic state of mind when ones deep within crafting ones moment through their task ’tis what needs convey,
Holding the chaos of the world around you in eremition whilst one lucubrates in its near hypnotic sway…

‘Till eventually one finds a natural completion point for their moment ~ though far from reaching the end,
Returning to the world with everyone else emanating their new found bliss for others through auras one subconsciously sends,
Unknowingly bringing an element of balance to our world as it endeavours to adjust and mend,
From the chaos and disconnect created by those before ignorant of what their actions would bring,
Soothing through every blissful moment one creates especially when in sync thus flowing with a seraphic quiescence styling.
Adjourn to evolve your favourite task into something one can enjoy more often

Posted in Info Poem, Poetry, Thought Provokers

A Poetic Moment Contemplating Mastering the Art of Idea Sharing for Greater Manifestation Success

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 
When one’s an idea they’re obsessively passionate about,
They may want to scream it to the entire world,
However, despite the fact most of the world wont want to listen,
The moment one should fully announce their ideas is probably best left until it’s unfurled…

Yet keeping what we desire to manifest bottled away inside of us alone is unhealthy,
Thus picking whom one tells and what details to keep to oneself is a heavy key,
For the moment we tell too much to the wrong person it may be over rather quickly,
As sometimes those we trust can eradicate our creations/plans or make them theirs and flee…

So when we divulge an element of what it is we desire to bring into the world,
One way to safe guard the whole manifestation ‘tis by questioning before we speak,
A simple ‘what to tell or not to tell’ moment in our thoughts can save all we’re working upon,
Lightening the weight of keeping it all to oneself whilst still keeping its unique components secretly complete…

For even when we’ve a team to support us through whatever we happen to be doing,
Each only knowing what they need to know allows the other elements to be sacredly stewing,
Which gives the universe it’s space to work on it’s elements whilst the others are queuing,
In ways we may never understand through the plot twisting challenges it tends to like slewing!

Thus whom we tell or don’t tell and what ~ whilst ’tis a quintessential decision for us alone,
We need to remember manifesting can be rather negatively impacted from our decision,
Despite the positive support we can be given from imparting the right elements to others,
’Tis a rather intricate element that we need undertake with the utmost nuanced precision.
Adjourn For Support to manifest your ideas into reality

Posted in Bush poetry, Mindful Moments, Poetry

A Mini Mindful Moment by a Campfire…

Posted on by Tracey L. Bhattarai 

Imagine for a moment, 
Your at a cozy quiet camp site, 
Deep in the Aussie bushland, 
Upon a damp, densely foggy morn…

Where the crisp morning air is what fills your lungs, 
As you venture out of your cozy warm swag into the fog,
Taking a moment to revive the campfires coals,
'Fore finding a spot to sit upon a sturdy bark free log…

The fire soon enough starts warming the air in reach,
And provides the heat needed for your morning warm beverage of choice,
As you sip slowly birdsong breaks through the bush lands silence,
‘Tis nothing short of seraphic to hear their orchestral voice.

Then as the performance seems to reach near its peak,
A rouge ray of sunshine breaks through the fog,
Warming your soul from where it first touches,
As cell by cell it starts dissolving any remaining dull monologue.

Effervescent style this warmth from the sun’s first rays,
Ripples throughout your being then outward,
Slowly driving back the surrounding fog cover,
‘Till there’s no chance of it returning today ‘till night-covers bombard… 

Thus in the soul healing warmth of the early morn’s sun,
One sits sipping seraphically one’s warm beverage,
Absorbing the bliss of one’s bushland surrounds,
Knowing for this day ‘tis now an abundance of bliss that has leverage…