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The poem I have written below is a reflection of those times w hen life seems hopeless and one feels helpless,  causing  a crisis of faith.  Our emotional or physical distress as  a  result of an external experience can feel so all-consuming that we can overlook the eternal divine truth that lays dormant inside.  Indeed, we can purposefully turn away from that inner true voice as we  may  have lost touch on how to nurture and cultivate our connection to it. Yet it is there always and if we are silent and reflective,  maybe we can somehow connect with it.   It is the voice that bestows forgiveness and unconditional love which we may feel that we do not always deserve or it feels unnatural as we are so conditioned to believe otherwise. It is the essence of  the  true self that has become obscured by  negative  reactions to life.   It can be challenging to take the time and slow down in order to go within when faced with a problem as we go into survival mode.  It is helpful to firstly rec

When I was younger, we had a painting of a tiger in our dining room whose eyes followed  me  so  that I felt he was a silent  watchful  friend.   I used to make up stories in my head about him ,   fascinated by his imposing figure but realizing like all animals his basic instinct for survival.   I visualized his  determined patience  in  planning  his strateg y whilst  controlling  his hunger through  discipline . He would carry out his mission with  silence  and intense  concentration  always keeping his  end goal  in sight. Then he would vigorously  pursue  it blocking all else out.    It made me wonder about my own goals and if applying the methodology of my tiger could be of some benefit.  However, whilst writing it I imagined him   at first  not getting the gazelle, maybe he revealed himself too early giving the nimble gazelle sufficient time to escape. What if this did happen? Would he never hunt again?  No, because  endeavo u ring to  fulfill his  need s   outweighed any lack of