The Missing Piece by Shel Silverstein

Here is one of my favorite stories that illustrates the point made in my sister’s blog so beautifully!

A Life Candy or a Partner? 

A Life Candy or a Partner? 

Love this post by my sisterhood! Think about this: What do you expect from your partner? Happiness? Love? Security? My experience has shown that you can’t feel what you don’t already have inside you. No one can give you those things.. it is on you to find it.. in the mirror.. for yourself! Then you can feel the love and happiness and security with someone else! You also can’t provide it for anyone else! You are not responsible for other people’s happiness.. you can only hold their hand as they go through their own journey.. two whole pieces walking together.. not two broken pieces try to complete each other!


This being human

I remember that weekend day in Spring of 2010 so vividly when I was down and disappointed over my last relationship which had not worked out. My dad who had been sick for a while but tried to go for daily walks asked me to go for a walk with him. As we slowly walked to his pace, he asked me why I was down. I normally didn’t like sharing my emotions with my parents especially my dad because there was always a lesson he would give me in it, but my dad had changed in the last years of his life. He had stopped preaching and started being more real.  So I took a chance. I told him I was disappointed… why was it so easy for my friends to be with someone and I couldn’t?…. I remember how angry I got at his answer, when he said “well…

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Insecure or Confident?

Insecure or Confident?

I was a little late in sharing my sister’s last post, and she just posted this new one titled “insecure or confident”. I can so relate to this as I struggle to accept myself, insecurities and “imperfections” and all!!!

This being human

I don’t know what age I was…maybe 18… maybe younger, when I heard phrases like “Confidence is the most important thing”, “Confidence is sexy”, “Confidence is the most attractive attribute of a woman”
Whenever I had insecure thoughts in my head, which were not uncommon, especially when it came to how I looked, it would quickly follow by the acute realization that I am not confident since I have these thoughts.
I would sometimes see these women who seemed to somehow embody confidence in my eyes. Most times I didn’t really know them well. Maybe it was at a party, I would see a girl who didn’t seem shy, was beautiful, had a perfect body, or dressed beautifully, or seemed to have an air of detached-ness about her, or maybe a handsome or seemingly “cool” man next to her, looking at her with desire.
Without really knowing anything about her, merely…

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This being single

This being single

I am so happy and proud that my sister started her blog. She has always been my teacher and source of inspiration. Growing up, she was always interested in the deeper meaning of life and self and encouraged me to pursue the same, and it is because of her that I started my spiritual journey, and it is so comforting knowing that she is by side in this journey. I think that you will find her blog posts heartfelt and inspiring.

This being human

For the past 12 years or more, since my last relationship of almost 10 years ended, I thought I’d just meet someone and get married like every woman I know. And although secretly marriage and kids scared me but the idea of that woman who is 40, alone, unmarried, no kids, pitied and judged scared the shit out of me.
So in these years of confusion I kept wondering why I can’t, like most of my friends, just click with someone. Why is it so hard?
 And of course every friend or aquaintance who learns that indeed I do want a partner but don’t have one yet, offers advice. “You are probably too picky”, “You probably pick the wrong guys”, “You must not really want marriage subconsciously”. A teacher told me that once I fully loved all aspects of myself the right guy will show up right in front of…

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Speak The Truth of Your Heart!


I began to analyze these beautiful words of wisdom this morning as I was writing my morning pages, and realized the significance of being clear on what he means by “everything works”. What does it mean when something “works”?

This reminded me of a conversation I had with a friend of mine, an amazing sculpture, Debbie Korbel. (Her work is amazing, I recommend checking out her website) I was telling her that I am such a perfectionist when it comes to my work, and that I get anxious because of it, and sometimes frustrated because it doesn’t come out perfect. She said she never feels that way about her art! Whaaaaat?? I was shocked!! How can that be? Everyone I knew in the art world had been a perfectionist like myself, so I thought; how can anyone not worry about their art looking perfect?

The answer is, if you make your work from your heart and for your soul, and not for the audience you wont worry about it looking perfect, because the heart speaks the truth, and there is perfection in the truth.

For me a lot of times the meaning of my art “working” has been when I was able to sell it, or people had a positive response to it and gave me complements.

When I began my spiritual journey, I realized that art should be about self expression, and not pleasing others, but secretly I still wanted to sell my work so I felt that it had to please others, so I told my heart. “I understand, I will only do work for you and only you.” (But secretly hoped that by working for my heart, it would mean that the outcome would be perfect, and therefore others would like it, and hence want to buy it!) So I made my recent work, and yet I was not happy because it wasn’t perfect like I had hoped, which made me tired and frustrated.

I was discouraged. “WTF? I am making work for my heart, why isn’t it working?

Haha..Despite “spiritual awakening”, “working” had retained its meaning of “perfection” and “sellable”. This is where I had continued to remain lost. I didn’t realize  “Working” means that it speaks the truth of your heart. It says what you want it to say, and depicts the turmoil inside your heart. This truth might not always be pleasing to people. Many might even find it hard to relate to.

The reason Debbie doesn’t dwell on her work coming out perfect is because she only makes art to speak her heart, and her pieces “work” every time because of this!

Here is one of my favorite work by Debbie titled “WTF”:


Take the poems of Rumi, Hafiz, and many other mystic poets. Many people love them, because it speaks the truth, but also many don’t understand them. It can sound gibberish if you are not on the mindset of the truth. Nevertheless, their work remains timeless, and continues to spread across the globe, because it speaks the truth.

Without realizing, I had secretly hoped speaking my heart and the truth would make people like my work, (sneaky ego) but experience showed that this is not necessarily true.

It’s the same as when I fell. Somehow, in the back of my head I thought if I stay true to my heart, and stay present, I wont fall, but that’s not always true.

When you become a servant to the truth, you have to accept whatever comes, even if the outcome is not what you had hoped for. The outcome is what you need to grow and become closer to your heart.

I feel like I was a bit all over in this post, but isn’t that how our thoughts work? Constantly jumping from one thought to another!! No?

I will leave you with this poem by Rumi:

Wings of Desire

People are distracted by objects of desire,

and afterwards repent of the lust they’ve indulged,

because they have indulged with phantom

and are left even farther from Reality than before.

Your desire for the illusory is a wing, by means of which a seeker might ascent to Reality.

When you have indulged a lust, your wing drops off;

you become lame and that fantasy flees.

Preserve the wing and don’t indulge such lust,

so that the wing of desire may bear you to Paradise.

People fancy they are enjoying themselves,

but they are really tearing out their wings

for the sake of an illusion.

-Mathnawi iii 2133-38