Freedom. No one can take it from you; only you can give it up.

Life is full of choices.

Yet it's less about what you can do, than how you can feel.

When your spirit is free, no form can cage it, and nothing can subdue it; the free spirit flows like the water, formless, yet it does not lose its essence. 

The mind free from perceptions, opinions, or judgements, remains curious and playful, while the free body dances with the rhythm of life, whichever it may be.

In solitude she rides the song of life,
and in that dance
of singularities she finds
communion with all that is...

within her and without her,
around and all about her,
knowing no boundaries
between self and other -

the paradox of simultaneous
oneness and difference ...

for one must be self-satisfied
in order to be love,
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and there must be an "other"
in order to manifest love.

​Till love is all there is.

Life can seem so random. Things happen out of the blue, when you least expect them, all the time.

Then, sometimes, the timing of two seemingly unrelated events can be so uncanny, that it is hard to ignore. In fact, not only do we not ignore, we tend to find a deeper meaning to that extraordinary timing. "It's too much of a coincidence to be a coincidence," you might hear one say.

Indeed, it is not a coincidence; it is synchronicity. It is when things happen with such timing so as to facilitate your life journey or so as to lead you to a specific experience.

Like when you are troubled and somebody says just the thing you needed to hear to ease the discomfort, guide your decision, and help you on your way ... without even knowing.

Like when you get in a fix, and you meet just that wonderful soul who volunteers to help you out of your fix, then disappears ... like an angel who came to save you and disappeared once the job was done.

Like when you are travelling and you haven't seen your best friend in two years and you arrive in a remote seaside town on the west coast of India, and she is the first person you meet on arriving although you both had no idea the other would be there at that time, and she had missed her train out of town that morning. 

Like when you are travelling and you meet the same couple in five different parts of the country, thousands of kilometres apart, "by coincidence," and you end up becoming really good friends, such that they invite you to their wedding and they visit you twice in your home country.

Some things are just meant to be. ​