Jayita Bhattacharjee Quotes

Take what you have of what remains, take the colors of what is still left, for this is the flame that will set your soul ablaze before that moment comes, when the leaf trembles shuddering in its last joy, the robin cries knowing it is the last song. Sing..Sing... O Sojourner, no season is meant to stay. The deeps are filled with a bitter sweet nostalgia, the cinnamon, nutmeg, cider roast smell, the earth sparkling, feasting on the colors, the grounds merry making as the leaves softly play, for this is the life's sacred performance art, as the earth is playing the grand finale before it slips in the winter's white silence.

To be unashamed of the injuries that once struck you is to remain open for every wound pulls out the story you held inside, the deepest affliction that had you torn yet brought to light. It is to love those haunting scars for they are the treasures in the blinding dark. It is to unashamedly embrace the spirit beyond the flesh... To remain courageously open yet to stay tender is to remain connected with your soul where your deepest longing resides, where wisdom glints in the thick of night only to reveal there is a transcendence of being, beyond every scar that carries you to the mystical spirit. Love your longing for it helps you to find the liberation above all that binds you to this earth, love every searing agony of yours for it teaches you endurance and takes you to a pathway of healing, revealing to you a transformative journey along the way. Love your weaknesses for they teach you how to conquer them and rise atop the mountain for along the way, you unearth your gifts while remaining in your skin within your sacred boundaries. Love your truthful identity for it speaks of your highest self where you are you and powerful. Above all, see this truth in your 'self' for it takes you beyond your looks to a place where your soul resides, to a place you call home....'Finding Momentum'...excerpt

A scented rose is a ruby mine.

Every book carries a universe.

The river of light cuts through the valley of grief. 'All I Every Wanted To Say'...Excerpt

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