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Today’s dose of wonder…diffused moonlight across broken textured clouds, taken last night during my moon gazing session from my gallery.
The sky looked very eerie. Keep looking up - there is always magic and mystery unfolding...
Dark Sky as on 25 August, 2026, Virar
When nobody claims you on Earth, the Universe claims you.
They say those who look at the sky most are the ones who have lost something on earth.
We keep seeking love primarily in human relationships from the time we are born till we die.
Along the way, the unconditional love we experience from pets and animals offers us a rare glimpse into something much deeper.
But a time comes when you realise your capacity for love was far larger than the form in which you had been trying to experience it: that is human connections.
Ever since I came to stay in my new house, sky gazing has added a unique healing touch to my soul.
My relationship with the celestial bodies is enhancing my understanding of love beyond human connections.
My Love for the skies, clouds, sun, moon, stars...and their Love for me!
This is a very different consciousness. To know that even when no human hand holds mine, I am held by existence.
Milky Way through my Rangoli art. Look what I found? At the core of it lies Love!
Can we realise our vastness in our smallness or our smallness in the vastness? Today, I drew the Milky Way through my Rangoli art.
We are such a tiny tiny part in this ever expanding infinite universe.
Surely, there is more to life than our struggles, egos, fights, conflicts and all the petty things we hold on to.
In the grand scheme of the cosmos, what has always been at the core of it all: Love. ❤️
From a painted blue sky to the real sky
I love the sky and clouds so much that in my old home, I had my ceiling painted blue with white clouds as if I am living beneath the sky.
When I moved into my new home, I was surprised; both the balconies open up to vast, uninterrupted skies—more beautiful than anything I ever dreamed or imagined.
The best part is I never manifested it. I painted my ceiling out of pure love for the sky, with no hidden agenda or expectation of receiving anything in return.
Today, I work, eat, and even sleep besides my balcony—almost living under the open sky. :)
Perhaps that's the beauty of genuine love. When we love something without trying to gain from it, life surprises us with the real thing.
I got the real skies & clouds not because I prayed or asked for it, but simply because I loved it!
The blue painted sky ceiling dotted with white clouds. (My old home)
The view from my balcony - real skies with white clouds. (My new home)
Last Incarnation | 19 June, 2026
There's nothing more beautiful than knowing that you are living your last incarnation on planet earth.
Honouring my own Light | 15 June, 2026
A time comes when you reach a place of deep respect for everyone's choices—including your own choice to honour your light.
Throwback: Virar East home terrace photos against the backdrop of Jivdani hills temple.
20 May, 2026
These terrace photos hold the silent backdrop of my inner journey. For 30 years, my spirit was shaped at the base of these Jivdani Temple hills, which are also regarded as a Shakti Peeth.
I’ve spent mornings listening to the first aarti, watched waters gush during the monsoons, and lived through countless memories with family & silent reflections.
So much of who I became was formed here — through seasons of faith, uncertainty, prayer, and grace.
I don't know when or how these hills began to own a part of me.
After being rooted for so long at the foot of the hills, life now wishes to bring me a little closer to the skies. ☁️✨
But, the hills continue to keep a watch on me. :)
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