I feel lucky today

ram H singhal


Good and God’s morning ……. I feel lucky today ….. listening this song in wonderful voice of Mary Chapin Carpenter ……. like this song and in lyrics there are some beautiful compositions …….

“It only took a minute for my finger to find
My daily dose of destiny, under my sign “

I feel lucky, brrrrr, I feel lucky, yeah
Think I’ll flip a coin, I’m a winner either way
Mmmmmm, I feel lucky today

In life every human is curious about future  

so every news paper and life style magzines has a section for this ……

so predicting future is an astrological science as well as a profession

to give hope for better things in life …….

to my surprise all important events happened without any body predicting ……

so daily dose of destiny is …….  I feel lucky today .


 Life is a line of time vibrating

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Guiding Star



What is this world?
A whisper in an open meadow
Alive for a moment
Disappearing into air

What are you?
A ray that emanates
From an eternal Light
Born of a fire
That needs no oil or wood

Listen my child
All thats happened
Is but a gentle reminder
That you were made to
Surrender in patient faith

Tilt your face
To the place of prayer
And give yourself up
In both
Humility and trust

Do this.
Unveil the guiding star
On this journey of yours
So when the darkness comes
You’ll see the light
And find the way

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I Admire YOU



You think you’re weak and frail
That there’s something wrong
Because your life’s upside down
Drowning in pain and fear

But please tell me dear
Who has more courage
Than one who fights to live
Despite life’s violent storms?

You are far from fragile
Look with your hindsight now
Pain has turned you into
The person I most admire

Remember, struggle is a sculptor
Its hands create character
You’ve become more patient, kind and wise
And a quiet strength lies within your eyes

The foundation of a broken home
Must be uprooted from the ground
You’re life is only being torn apart
To make room for a better you


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be a childhood friend of God

ram H singhal

Good and God’s morning ……. love this painting outside my study room …… reminds me that journey of life starts with a small step of a child …… even Lao Tzu quote in this way …..

“The journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.” 

― Lao Tzu 
(570-490 BC).

love my youngest grand daughter …… she is just 14 months old but she share so much of joy and intelligence …….

looking at children….. one feel the existence of divine …..

children are messenger of God …… she is truly a small packet of divine energy …….

are we not a children inside? …….

do not we want to see again this wonderful world with wonder ? ……  ……

child is a scientist wants to know  every thing ……

and in India a story of Child Prahlad …… 

love Indian mythology which through stories makes one understand…

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What do you mean by ‘INNER BEAUTY’ when everybody is beautiful in their own way ??


What do you mean by ”inner beauty” when everybody is beautiful in their own way ? ?

23 years of my life… I have never come across an ugly person… Well physical attractiveness is a different thing… Talking about whats on the inside.. How can anyone call anyone a bad person when we are all in the same soup… Nobody is perfect, we all have flaws.. Nobody is a saint for that matter and a flawless person would be very hard to find… For me, i am not a very confident person, i keep having self doubts and insecurities but i never ever lash out on other people for that… I try my best to be the best to others… So when some say confidence and loving onself is beauty, does it make me so ugly ? When some people are rude or mean, it could be an internal battle…

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A lifetime is…

Radiating Blossom ~ Flowers & Words

“A lifetime is not what’s between

The moments of birth and death.

A lifetime is one moment

between my two little breaths.

The present, the here, the now,

That’s all the life I get,

I live each moment in full,

In kindness, in peace, without regret.”

~ Chade Meng

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We’re taught to think in terms of linear time. Our whole lives are guided by the concept that one event precedes another and that consequences come from causes. We tell our life stories from the beginning and only in middle age do we look back connecting events in new ways to retell our story. Even this perspective, binds us to linear time. And yet, we all have experienced time’s peculiarities which open us to wonder. Why is it I can lose time in a favorite activity and that last hour at work seems like a month?    Dispenza

Einstein said, “…the separation between past, present, and future is only an illusion, although a convincing one.” Here we see Einstein speaking like a mystic and why should that surprise us? I’m reading Dr. Joe Dispenza’s book, Breaking the Habit of BeingYourself (How to Lose Your Mind and Create a New One)

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Secret Rel.

While in Vancouver, I stumbled on a little book called A Brief Guide to Secret Religions: AComplete Guide to Hermetic, Pagan, and Esoteric Beliefs by David Barrett. Barrett has a PhD in the Sociology of Religion from the London School of Economics. On several nights, after an exhausting day of sightseeing, I’d settle down to read Barrett’s work. I know I’m weird, but I found this to be a fun, little history book. For years I’ve skirted the edges of the New Age movement, am happily surrounded by pagans, and lately I’ve been taking classes on Hermetical beliefs so the book interests me on several levels.


Barrett divides the book into three parts (the New Age: Hermetic, Occult, High Magic: and Neo-Paganism), but he freely admits that when examining the interrelationship of these groups, the lines blur quickly. So he imposed this structure knowing it’s arbitrary. Interspersed throughout the…

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Eternity is Worth The Fight


rumour said 

there was a wise old man

living in the mountains 

beyond the clouds 

where wisdom 

is not for sale

his only possession 

a silver beard 

reaching his knees 

acting as a bridge 

from mind to heart 

thought to action

theory to practice 

encompassing all

he left his home

at an early age 

to journey

solitude as his best friend

people said he was more than

one hundred years old 

he had lived in the mountains forever

thriving on the raw air he breathed

building relationships with 

the birds, the mountain lions

the trees and the rocks

some even said they saw him converse with the sky


i found him 

expecting many answers 

for my questions were many 

for many years I travelled

the arduous dirt passage 

to where he intermingled 

naturally with his earthen surrounds

high in the mountains 

beyond the clouds

whenever i visited 

he would…

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