The Ocean at times feels vast, the beauty of the unknown, the magic of serenity and the incredible feeling of things exist above and beyond.

There is magic hard to ignore and can only be appreciated. Times feels constant but nature is moving.

The beauty of colors. The wind bringing a sense of peace. Things are always moving but at same time feel constant. Do we appreciate things or overlook them? We should be happy regardless of circumstances. Things are never worse than what they seem to be. Enjoy your moments on this earth. Be grateful. There is magic to be found.

The heart beats at its own pace, like the drum of a lost love. Soft whispers, like a gentle Sunday afternoon wind, speak quietly to the heart. The ‘what ifs’ always remain—what could have been, or what still might be. No one knows, yet we comfort ourselves, believing we made the best possible decision given the circumstances.

My heart remains near a lake. I left it there. In the sand. Washed away. It is still beating. Hidden in the snow. Covered. Waiting to be unraveled. Maybe spring is coming?

So confused. So loved. So loving. I adore this lady. But her heart is somewhere else. Yet, she keeps reaching out. I know deep inside her, I remain a treasure in her soul. I need to get away. Give her space. Maybe, she will realize she has indeed a treasure in her hands. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Does it? I want to believe. Yet, my heard wants to wonder somewhere else. Maybe there is a better love waiting for me somewhere. But my heart remains with her. We share a connection hard to replace. Invaluable. Irreplaceable. At times, it feels magic.

The highs and lows of love. They feel confusing. You want to believe in magic of love but disappointment keeps shining the room. Maybe, maybe, this is what love is all about. Before you experience the ultimate joy which is love, you have to go through hurdles, obstacles, disappointments but there is light at end of tunnel.

As of now, lets keep believing. There is magic to be found, if you have the courage to believe. I remain patient.

Not sure what these feelings are but they come back with such intensity longing a person I deeply care about. How do you interpret these feelings? How do you make sense of them? Feels at times that things went the wrong way, unnecessarily. Could it have been a brighter and happier path together? Could it have been something magic? Could it? No one knows for sure but it definitely feels that something was left unexplored. A treasure trove was nearby but we turned at last yard.

Why we are afraid for breakups is simply because we fear the unknown. In essence most people dont know what they want but once they find it, they will know its exactly what they were looking for. In essence, we don’t trust that the next adventure could be as special as the previous one. If we trust the process and don’t look in the future as a blank space, no matter how grim the outlooks looks, you will be totally Ok. Trust yourself, trust the process and believe that something magical is bound to happen to you. Every ending holds the seeds of a new beginning.

Classical music is touching because in essence, words cannot express true feelings and they are limited by nature due to complexity of emotions. Hence, music touches us in ways words cannot with a sense of wonder, imagination and hope. Let music carry you beyond your senses!

Love Cannot be understood. The greater and more mystic it is, the more we in fall in love.

It sometimes feels, when looking at life objectively and setting emotions aside, that the world is designed to offer us something extraordinary, impactful, and moving—only to take it away without hesitation. This fear of loss becomes deeply ingrained, leaving us clinging tightly to the wonderful things we encounter, almost beyond our control.

In short, paradoxically, our emotions become forced and unnatural as we face fear, unconsciously compromising our true selves and individuality.

In a sense, any newfound joy—whether it’s a person we love, a fulfilling activity, or a meaningful experience—becomes part of who we are, reflecting our sense of being and embedding itself into our personality. Consequently, when we sense that we might lose this newfound joy, we struggle to let go, as it feels like releasing a part of ourselves or the new self we’ve come to cherish in that joy.

How do you balance both forces? Simply put, you can trust that, just like the gentle wind pushing the sail of the sailboat you’ve boarded, life will always carry you forward, with a bright sunrise ahead.

The gentle soft wind quietly reminds me that summer is over. My soul re-emerges on a light happy note. Reminding me the heat wave is over.

The madness behind, I can quietly cherish the calmness of the fall, the ease of upcoming “winter”, the happy festivities and the light crowd in upcoming months.

The soft evening soft wind with winter colors are tender, gentle and gives you a sense of hope that new things are ahead. Yet, the past always lurks behind with its gentle soft memories and you wonder if you could ever re-live those wonderful memories in past that you so wonderfully cherished with someone special. You can smile and rest assured that those memories are always with you giving you a sense of hope/motivation that you can accomplish anything you ever wish and desire.

You tend to hold on firmly to those memories with all your might and wonder the millions of scenarios that could have unfolded.

The sun sets, the night comes along and at moment, all we can do, is wish ahead 🙂