Doubting of your own intuition

The worst thing in life is to start doubting of your own intuitions of your own way of functioning because of an external truth that your mind treats as a universal truth the journey to truth of each person is

Doubting of your own intuition

The worst thing in life is to start doubting of your own intuitions of your own way of functioning because of an external truth that your mind treats as a universal truth the journey to truth of each person is

The light beyond the mountain

All my life I cultivated my orchard never curious or courageous enough to go explore the country beyond the mountain With time, the light there in the sky has grown making all the colours to which I was used seem

The light beyond the mountain

All my life I cultivated my orchard never curious or courageous enough to go explore the country beyond the mountain With time, the light there in the sky has grown making all the colours to which I was used seem

Galloping horse

One day I woke up hopeful all the odds were against me and your very words still haunted my heart I am not the person you think I am, you had said coldly, before departing and yet I was hopeful

Galloping horse

One day I woke up hopeful all the odds were against me and your very words still haunted my heart I am not the person you think I am, you had said coldly, before departing and yet I was hopeful

Listening to silence

I’m learning to listen to the silence of my mind I’m learning to hear a very faint music in that silence and let that music guide me when I think I am lost    

Listening to silence

I’m learning to listen to the silence of my mind I’m learning to hear a very faint music in that silence and let that music guide me when I think I am lost    

There’s no reason to doubt anymore

The last time you saw one another you were angered by my obstinate silence this angry, judgemental silence with eye staring and you told me it didn’t help that I remained silent and that there was no reason to doubt

There’s no reason to doubt anymore

The last time you saw one another you were angered by my obstinate silence this angry, judgemental silence with eye staring and you told me it didn’t help that I remained silent and that there was no reason to doubt

Black and white painting

Slowly the old colours deserted the painting until only black and white remained, the most elemental form of figuration white shapes on a black canvas symbolizing the death of the old and the advent of harmonization and rebirth the gates

Black and white painting

Slowly the old colours deserted the painting until only black and white remained, the most elemental form of figuration white shapes on a black canvas symbolizing the death of the old and the advent of harmonization and rebirth the gates

Why didn’t you write me

When we saw each other after nine months of near silence you asked me, why didn’t you write me why didn’t you reply to my last letter I sent you three weeks ago there was an urgency in your words,

Why didn’t you write me

When we saw each other after nine months of near silence you asked me, why didn’t you write me why didn’t you reply to my last letter I sent you three weeks ago there was an urgency in your words,