Watching snow-flakes fall

Out of the bosom of the air.

Out of the clouds.

These snowflakes, they fall so silent and so soft and so slowly.

They make their way down from the sky to this earth.

The perfect morning

It is 11 am and I have not started to work yet. I feel some guilt. But why? Because every one else is already sitting at their desks since a couple of hours? I had a perfect morning and I wont let that guilt take it away from me.

Open doors

Your words,

they fill me with joy.

I’ve never heard such words before.

But before I let you in,

again, I am closing the door.

 

On trust

Trust your journey….. a claim that many spiritual leader and coaches are recommending. It sounds so easy: To simply trust in your path, your destiny, in the twist and turns of your life. Trust your journey and follow your heart. A simple lesson which needs a lot of courage to actually be felt and lived in every days life.

Opposites

I am not this hyper intelectual person who dives into books every single day for several hours. But: I have to admit that I receive various newsletters from different philosophers, spiritual teachers, leaders. For example: Every day I receive a newsletter with extracts of the writings of one of my favourite philosophers, Jiddu Krishnamurthi. He inspired me to write this poem which turned into a song two years ago.

The song can be found here: https://soundcloud.com/jelasinghal

Golden Milk

Today I prepared golden milk, thinking of my Indian ancestors. How often did I see my grandmother mortaring cardamon. Why I did the same today I felt really connected to her and her tradition of preparing food.

No time for dispute

She walked on hidden tracks

in the hinterland

where skeletal cows

Crazed in empty field.