Slow Down
So absorbed in all I do,With voices calling, pulling through—A quiet whisper comes to me:“Slow down, Vanisha… let yourself be.”Chasing tasks that never end,Leaves no time for soul to mend. First-HandThe questions rise like waves in…
Power of Silence
The Greater MysteryWhat the galaxies are made of,What lies beneath the sea—It’s lovely to see,But it does not take me. For me, more beautifulIs knowing what’s within.Each time I learn a little,It opens me like the…
Roots
The Quiet PreparationThere is no doubt that truth finally wins.But what about the long road she walked alone?I asked my child, "Even if it's hard—Would you still choose the same?" A child pursuing her talent—Is a…
Nature My Teacher
I wonder how her children stay safe on that delicate branch,Even the shaking winds cannot make them fall.Who tells them the way back home?How do they find their daily bread?Without a word, their children learn—How to…
To Be
To BeTo be was always natural to me,Yet something was missing—Some pauses, some breaks...How can one detach when one is never attached? The Weight of AwarenessPushing hard to be aware all the time—It might be a…
Duality
Perfection and ImperfectionSo-called perfection feels incomplete,Something is missing—A love between perfection and imperfection,Still unfolding within. DualityDuality plays a great role,Helping us learn and grow.When I understood,I loved myself even more. Inner DebateBefore reacting,I heard them inside,Like…
Surrender
To save myself, I tried to ignore, tried to avoid,There was a rush, yet in a quiet moment,They came running from behind closed doors.It seemed nothing was in my hands,Their presence felt too strong to deny.With…
Efforts
I tried to open the door,It seemed to be locked.I tried and tried,I was here before—That gave me the strength to stay even more.Knocking every day,When I least expected, it suddenly opened.I realized there had never…
Tolerating Self
Sometimes my thoughts put me to shame,Tolerating myself is the toughest job.I stay in it, I stay and stay…Many hours and endless days.Suddenly, it evaporates,As if it were never part of me. Hard to Observe Sometimes,…
Spiritual Progress
How to measure the progress,It looked like a never-ending process.When will anxiety end?One extreme to the other,It is so hard, I told myself.After 12 years, I see a sprout,A strange intensity stays with me all the…