Category Archives: Family

Loyal soil

“Sameyh to Earth”, keep your feet on the ground it will always be there for you. Being grounded means being one with the earth. A dear friend once taught me how to do walking meditation and since then I consider the soil as part of my soul, my being. I suppose we’re all one in some way or the other, all interconnected. The beauty of this is that we all walk on the same soil treading our own path with our own individual intentions, yet the soil is one. Most of us are on autopilot quickly walking from one step to the next, but what about the one step that can change it all? The one step where you’re actually aware that you’re walking, for me this is new and it feels good. But I often get caught up with running about on autopilot zipping through each step of the day. I intend and demand to fully live my life and be present for each moment possible. I suppose the beginning of that is each step in soil and how I sacrifice the the thought of next moment for the present one. Soil is something to use and muse on.

Smiles,
Sameyh

How vision can be a gift?

Isn’t great when you attempt to become aware or mindful even for a moment? Today my heart was delighted as I saw the reflection of my eyelashes sparkle against a recessed light as my eyes slowly opened. My eyelids gently uncovered the two gems I was blessed with. Just a simple moment of awareness made me grateful, realizing what I had been given. The gifts of time, awareness and eyesight. I rubbed my bare feet together creating a plushy patch of energy that gave comfort not only to my body but to my heart and soul. I strive to make more moments like this so that the divine heart, mind and body can be assuaged daily, as if I were re-cleansing myself over and over with each new breath, movement, reaction or thought.

Smiles,
Sameyh

Train Tracks – off or on!

Sitting there at the railroad crossing watching the very slow train go by pondering on whether I should turn off my car or keep it on and wait for this little obstacle to pass by. I decide to turn off my car and as soon as I do I see the last boogie slowly pass by. This experience made me ruminate on a concept of continuing to try at anything but then giving up at the last minute right when you’re about to reach your goal. Yes, this was just a train but what if this was “the” train of my life that was going to take me on a ride that may fulfill my wildest dreams.
I suppose I would never know unless I kept trying until the end. I saw the red railway poles moving in an upward direction as soon as I shut my car off, indicating that each train or path can turn into a new beginning, a new ride, a new journey only if you don’t give up at the last minute. I don’t want that guilt of not following through in life or giving my goals the best shot. So next time I’m not only going to have patience at the cross roads but will catch that train and see where it takes me.

Smiles,
Sameyh

Mission to the Max – “never give up on giving”

Every day I feel deep down inside that I have a calling in life, a direction where God is supposed to take me. I truly believe my God sent mission is to help others in any way I can, through words, actions, living etc. I don’t know what the medium of communication will be but I do know that each day I try to take my mission to the max. It starts with my mentality and delves into becoming reality by showing to myself that I care about living this life, loving this life and appreciating what God has granted me thus far. So is it is as easy as passing a smile to a stranger, or giving someone a sincere compliment or taking someone’s groceries to their car? Yes, those are all nice actions but I believe my mission starts from within my core, at the soul of my being, almost like a duty to myself. I guess that means being the best global citizen I can be for that day. If I can be aware of the creative ways to help anyone around me then life starts to unfold its true beauty. It doesn’t have to be just passing a smile it can be picking up garbage off the street or compassionately conversing with another. There’s no end to my mission other then that it starts every morning and finishes every night. I’m still perfecting this lifestyle but am sure it will come to full fruition as I continue to seek out each days mission to the max. “Never give up on giving” — Sameyh

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I think I can!

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I’m sitting there watching my son see the movie “The little engine that could”. I’m touched all over again as if I were a small child who’s hearing those words for the first time, ” I think I can, I think I can.” One of the head trains says to the baby train “if you think you can you will, if you think you can’t you won’t. Either way you’re right.” Those easy going words made perfect sense to me as an adult who doesn’t want to be told what he can or cannot do. I just wanted to know I’m right either way, just like a child would want to know the same. That effective way of communicating is just what I need with my child, a rebellious 3 year old who always needs to be rubbed the right way. I suppose love, affirmation and some firmness goes a long way and finding that balance of which attributes each unique kid needs the most. His favorite movie taught me that lesson once again, don’t ever give up, teach your child in such a creative way that they have no choice but to want to listen to you. It’s not easy but its better then getting frustrated or yelling aimlessly which doesn’t get you anywhere trust me I’ve tried😃 Connecting with them in their language seems to work.

Don’t make’em wait just communicate

I’m standing there on my phone typing away an extensive rather important email to my sister. My family is sitting there at the dinner table saying, “hurry up your food will get cold”. After the third request I’m frustrated, still lost in my own digital world not realizing they were waiting and that dinner was getting cold. I say, “I don’t need to eat Dad..this is much more important.” I finally finished the email and came to the table. My Dad was a bit irked but didn’t say anything, it was just another night at the dinner table. My family was so patient, understanding and considerate but I on the other hand didn’t even think to say, “I’m sorry, I was writing an important mail to Didi (my sister).” It’s so ironic how easy it is to become absent minded and unintentionally inconsiderate when your preoccupied.

The next morning my Dad says, “Your sister told me about the nice email you sent her, why didn’t you communicate that to me at the dinner table?” I had no valid answer other than the realization that I’m posting in this very blog. Maybe writing this out will make me remember next time, just like I used to write out sentences on the black board at lunch time when I was in school. The only difference is this time no ones making me do it!