growth

Beyond Judgement

Don’t mistake judgment for knowing.
Don’t confuse lack of judgment
with weakness.

Before you know someone,
you must first know
and forgive yourself.
Then you shall
be blessed
to know another.
And when you do,
you forgive.

How can we
receive and give,
freely and genuinely,
if we stubbornly block
with a judgment passed—
given or received?

Is it possible
to truly live,
without dignity?

What we take
from others,
we take away
from ourselves first.
What we give others,
we give ourselves first.

Forgiveness doesn’t appear
after judgment;
it is always prior.
A choice.
It is innocence matured.
And clarity
lights the path
toward forgiveness.

Don’t let the grace
of forgiveness
slip past
your awareness.
Don’t remain attached
to the wrong relationships.
Show up
and be present.

We can’t grow—
if our bodies get older,
yet mentally, emotionally,
and spiritually we are
at a standstill in time.

Filed under: 🜁 Self – tracing the inner landscapes of thought, feeling, and becoming.
A Step

Our steps can only
move in one direction,
yet we choose freely
the line they trace.
A note of possibilities
and probabilities.

We are either giving,
or retreating into ourselves.
Receiving,
or closing the door.
Kind,
or indifferent.
Loving,
or causing harm.
Welcoming,
or disturbing peace.
Living in harmony,
or in hurt.
A friend,
or a shadow of chaos.
A storyteller,
or a line written and erased
at will.
A voice,
or an empty cave.

Balance is the soul’s equilibrium—
to see the genuine,
hear the authentic,
and embrace who we are.

Not every stranger is an enemy,
nor does every event
place us in peril.
And every danger
calls for a different courage.

Discernment isn’t obsequious
and bound
by ideology or knowledge.
It is the wisdom
to see your true self,
to understand your role
within the cosmos.
It is the intuition of your spark,
the compass of your mind’s identity,
the principles
that guide your soul.

Before you act,
pause and ask:
Who am I?
Would I wish for a friend or a foe?
Does my heart long for love,
or carry the weight of hate?
Who am I becoming?

Take a step.
Be the person
worthy of your own beatitude,
Of living happily ever after.
Not someday,
but here,
now,
today.

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Bag of Moments

Let go
Or don’t let go,
Same choice.

Let the past be the past,
And the present be the present,
Same choice.

Live in the moment,
And forget the past,
Same choice.

Carry with you,
The moments from the past,
That are in the present.

Those moments
Can lift you to new heights,
And can descend you into a deeper hole.

Look around you,
What reminders do you see? Why?
Echoes of yesterday in today’s story.

Look inside you, who do you see?
If not you, then who?
A gallery of selves, past and present.

Moments of past,
That are present in the present,
Like stars whose light reaches us
Long after they’ve passed.

In the end, we are not defined
By what we remember or forget,
But by how we use each moment
To shape the next.

So let go, or don’t let go,
But always, always choose to grow.
Some outfits may no longer fit.

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The Rhythm of Surprise and Steadiness

Some wander for years,
tracing circles on familiar ground,
then suddenly break free—
vaulting from stasis into motion.
They say the truest life
unfolds in the surprise of possibilities,
where unexpected moments light the way,
and growth bursts into bloom.

For others, the steady path
is neither linear nor mapped.
It’s a pilgrimage of felt understanding,
where each step sinks deep
into the soil of realization.
Progress isn’t in speed or stride,
but in knowing where your foot lands
and where your thoughts rest.
This is living in full awareness.

I believe there must be
a butterfly’s kiss—
it colors life’s canvas,
while steady footing
roots us in empathy,
kindness, and love,
attuning us to others’ needs.

The energy that drives us
whispers of infinite paths,
but without our steps,
even infinity falters.

Mind your words—
they are seeds of care.
Nurture simplicity,
and we truly care for one another.

Why complicate what’s clear and true?
Why complicate the simple?

In the vibration between
the unknown and deliberate attention,
life finds its rhythm,
and the melody
we create together.

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
You Can’t Lose What Is True

You can’t lose
What is true.
You can’t lose
What is authentic.

You can not lose love.
You can not lose friendship.
You can not lose kindness.
If it’s true, it shines back,
A beacon in the dark.

Freedom is an accepting
Connection between two.
Both are allowed to be themselves,
When both accommodate growth.
A dance of give and take,
A symphony of shared space.

Two together.
Be curious, learn.
Avoid the harmful.
Quench the fruitful,
The uplifting towards the light,
And the motivating to illuminate.
In this garden of togetherness,
We grow towards the sun.

Save, hold back
Shrink the comfortable
Space to be,
And you lose.
For true connection
Needs room to breathe.

To love
Is to give of
The love within,
For self.
Love between two,
Is love in
The space between.
A bridge of light
Connecting heart to heart.

Authenticity,
A reflection of the soul.
Be vulnerable,
Reveal, don’t hide
The true meaning.
See the soul,
In yourself and others.
For in this nakedness of spirit,
We find our truest selves.

In the mirror of authentic connection,
We lose only our illusions,
And gain the world.

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Doors

If there are many doors,
not closed yet,
then how can you,
enter through
a new door,
and see the
new horizon?

Filed under: 🜃 Infinite – exploring the unseen forces behind creation, truth, and existence.
Be Gentle

Be gentle with yourself.
Life rolls in waves, reflections, refractions,
Diffractions, and interferences.
You are an expression, an image,
A music and some lyrics.
Imagination is that brush
Of your pen and instrument.

Still remember
The most beautiful music
Has moments of silence.
Even the quiet times
Are meant to be
As valued as the high ones.
Inside those gaps
We create something new.

Have patience for your own growth.
Like a tree,
You have your seasons of bloom
There are times
When you shed leaves
And others when you stand still.
Its roots go deeper than it is aware,
And this life is anchored
Even amidst the invisible storms.

Embrace uncertainty.
In the world of possibilities,
Each move results in a new creation.
Each fall brings forth another lesson.
Each pivot imparts a fresh perspective.

Live in harmony with others.
Every different note
Contributes into our big song,
The one that sometimes leads
And at other times lends support.
In that community-wide
Joint effort towards music,
You must discover your own song,
tempo or place.

Paint outside the lines.
Conventions are often just suggestions,
Creative power is boundless.
To make your life canvas whole
Use all the colors of your soul on it.

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Love and Hate

The opposite of love
Is harm.
Love gives
Life a meaning.
Harm gives life
The illusion of a meaning.

Truth whispers,
Lies shout.
One nurtures the soul,
The other depletes it.
Authenticity blooms slowly,
Deception wilts fast.

Kindness ripples,
Cruelty destroys.
One throws bridges
Over rivers,
The other makes them
Torches.
Through empathy hearts
Come together
By indifference
They move apart.

Change is accepted
By growth,
While stagnation
Fights it.
One unlocks
Better opportunities,
While it locks
All options.
Curiosity
Broadens horizons;
Ignorance
Abridges them.

Forgiveness
Gives freedom;
Resentment
Enslaves.
One can heal scars
While another widens them.
Compassion enlightens
But apathy darkens.

In this theater,
We direct
Our own paths.
Every move
Is a stroke
Towards life.
Love encourages
Various colors
While harm
Uses a single dark hue.

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Slay the Giants Within

Find love in yourself,
And when you meet
The hungry giants of evil,
Feed them from your heart.

Witness the fight
Of success and failure,
Of life and death.
You’ll find only one hero-
And the other does not exist.

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