Sarika Jaswani

a.co/d/0fMWA6A9 2026 brings sequel to Metamorphosis -"To Be": the second breath My poems are a thoughtful compilation that are rooted in an honest encounter with the weight of our being. Rather than resisting or reshaping it, I give it form through language, allowing1/2

@Shammi35659470 👏🏻👏🏻👏🏻

#vss365 #cats Two cats who had grown up in the same alley met again after a long time. After the initial pleasantries and hugs, it came to light that one cat was a staunch atheist and the other a devout believer. The air stiffened, furs bristled and tails puffed up. One or two catty remarks ensued followed by a heated debate on faith versus reason. Then, as the situation got volatile, and there was every chance of a full blown cat fight, a wise tom sauntered into the fray. Raising his paw he said, "Dear fellow cats, calm down please, where's the problem? Have you heard of Schrodinger? And his cat?" The cats blinked. Even as they thought of quietly googling this fellow, Schrodinger, the wise tom continued - "According to him a cat in a sealed box can both exist or not exist until someone opens the lid to check. In the same way the divine can both exist / not exist till the box is opened." Turning to the believer he gently said, "Respect his right to his disbelief." And to the atheist he said, "And you - respect his right to his belief." The cats purred, whiskers relaxing, and accepted the wise counsel. Now if only... #writingcommunity

@Shammi35659470 Thank you 😊 Shammi

@NightingaleNote Lovely, Sarika✨😊

If 'life' is a classroom and I am in here to learn the art of living I want 'to be' excused I'll rather 'be' at the playground watching the leaves catching the sun on their faces holding it like a secret ... Published poetry in The Scribers Nook medium.com/scribers-nook/…

@TGinormous So beautifully said (written)

Ideal… …is the root… …of the illusion of “imperfection”. Imagining is illusion. Reminiscing is illusion. Control is illusion. Be as You are in each moment. No could. No should. No would. Breathe. Relax. Surrender to Life. All is Perfect…as It Is. Be…

it to be witnessed and held. In this process, it becomes not less painful, but more meaningful. I write in pursuit of a quiet acceptance—where nothing is excluded, and everything is understood.2/2

a.co/d/0fMWA6A9 2026 brings sequel to Metamorphosis -"To Be": the second breath My poems are a thoughtful compilation that are rooted in an honest encounter with the weight of our being. Rather than resisting or reshaping it, I give it form through language, allowing1/2

Happy to announce that I have taken a humble step into the world of publication. My poetry collection 2024 — Metamorphosis is on a.co/d/5z2Be7Q Please let me know your thoughts on words that try to paint the picture with colors of reflection, growth, and transformation.

Make a magic circle and chain one followed by 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, single crochet -and off goes the thought train in the world between my eyes... ...pattern unfolding Even when the rest of me feels undone Read “Caravan“ by Jaswanisarika on Medium: medium.com/scribers-nook/…

medium.com/scribers-nook/… ....All my outstretched wings want is to merge with the velvety call of the sky’s awning emptiness. ....... Subdued by thirst, I sip a rain-filled puddle. My belly—a cosmos of stars, moonlight, the big bang...... Published in The Scriber's Nook on Medium

@tuttysan @jlints58 This is profound 💕

The Things We Carry A chandelier, a wine rack, a Buddha statue; a second thought, a bulky table, an old book, a useless feeling, a piggy bank, and the hope that one day we’ll unload it all and have free hands— to collect more to leave behind… #vss354 Published in Taste of Salt: Poems on Love and Life - My photo

@shortprose1 Congratulations 🎉 well deserved

#vss365 #bank #gabrielamariemilton #newyorkweekly Deeply honored to be recognized by New York Weekly as one of the 30 Women Entrepreneurs for 2026. This journey is a bank of quiet persistence and shared stories. Grateful for every 'deposit' of support that brought me here. ✨ nyweeklymagazine.com/blog/top-30-wo…

Emotion does not have an inherent "charge". Charge arises from resistance to emotion or blaming the emotion on something external. "Sadness is here, valid and allowed" = no charge. "I don't want to feel sad / THEY made me sad" = charge. Know the root of emotional overwhelm...

Wholeness is the Wisdom in Understanding that everything in Life has Its time and place. The good, the bad, and the ugly (as per mind) are all equally part of this Universal expression. Whatever You exclude, deny, repress or suppress is where Your work still lies... Observe.

@tuttysan @VT6153 Artists everywhere, if not thriving (making business out of art), get the same version of questions asked

@VT6153 Yes. Do artists get asked why they paint, or musicians why they play?

Yesterday, a close relative asked me what I gain from publishing my poetry books. I replied, “Nothing. I do it for the love of art.” This isn’t the first time I’ve been asked that question. People can mean well and still be mean. Following your bliss can bother and even trigger those around you. Does the world need another poetry book? Probably not. But I need to write it, and for me, that is enough.

@tuttysan @shortprose1 Love your clarity 😍

still playing the childhood games just yesterday I made believe I was someone else #tanka #TankaThursday

You have no obligation- -to be another’s emotional caretaker. You will never Realize Your True Self when constantly performing for others. Be Selfish. Hold Your Own energy…as Sacred. Stop bleeding out. Be Your Own Container. Choose Yourself finally…

Life moves at Its own pace. Mind imagines Life should move at a “more productive” or “beneficial to me” pace. When mind Stills- there is no rush to accomplish anything in particular. As Lao Tzu said, “Nature does not hurry, yet everything is accomplished.” Slow the mind down.

@TGinormous So beautiful 😍❤️

Allow each moment of Life to be Written…without resistance. Never collect any pages. Never try to carry a book. Let whatever is Written…be consumed by the Fire of Your Loving Heart. Burn Yourself to ash as soon as You’re Written. Be only ever Here-Now…