Within
I have been told
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Still leaning towards linear
Poet Rupika Moitra
Tantrum of inner child
The inner child creates a lot of fuss and tantrums. So often it throws away peace for attention. As a nurturing parent, I cajole, call out and tell her stories of being loved
Housekeeping of Relationship
Our relationships are an entity that’s alive. We are here to not just seek them creaseless but fill them with mindful nourishment. They are here to uncover the potential of your empowered hands
Ease
What is the meaning of life? The question never disturbed the one who is in life of strive In thrive, in relaxation- you can ponder how can I apply myself Being is an art consistent ease of being is the mastered stage of accepting abundance with grace
AHAM
Choose your role before anyone chooses it for you
Bloom without Praise
Space above survival
Where do you live? In my mind mostly Joining verses Scaling Utopia
Feet of Imagination
Reunion of Forgiveness
Young Love
I suffer when I return to young love. It doesn’t know how to let go, it doesn’t know any difference of codependency and conscious self. It just knows its wants, needs, hopes and expectations. I embrace that young one in its bubble of young love and fill her with fluid mirrors that reveal its inside. To show her what she want to feel forever is really constant presence of self as gifted love Rupika Moitra
Treehouse of Self
Psychology makes it sound too hard - Self actualisation. I have a simple plan for me: one action you gravitate towards that will make future happy. No strive One action that will be cashed in future. If you treat the future self as a loved one, it will be easier to give. Give it muscle strength, richness of literature, mental awareness, gift of flow through writing, nurturing in nature. All actions to feel satisfied that you added enough in your strength jar
Extraordinarily You
If you detach and allow the world to see you, really see you - not the collected intellectual assumptions of self picked from your surroundings, your culture, the world at present, not your gathered sensory hints of self, not your perceptions formed on recycled philosophies that are redundant with change, not even your memories of... Continue Reading →
Un
Quotes of self preservation
Binge
Love never gets ticked off from our ‘TO GET’ list. We have strong memory of receiving it. Lack is only felt because you know what abundance felt like. Missing is only known to you, if presence was experienced first. We have received before, we can summon it again... Rupika Moitra
Seeking The Subtle
Seeked the Ether before? Or stumbled on the juice accidentally. Let’s make a promise to the new moon to be present and ready. It will pass us this cycle, let’s wait in stillness
Plain old artistic doodle
Someone tied the artist’s mind And trapped it inside egoic marketplace The ego’s orb allowed circling only around worldly shifting goalpost. The artist hid and doodled dreams of fantastical accomplishments OF finishing the story that continues to grow Still fantasising of those swirly ‘times of flow’ This artist that had touched the ether Lingering remembrance... Continue Reading →
Abstinence
Mind: Listen closely to what it says, slow the pace and pay attention. Then you can have a say Rupika Moitra
She
Stop the external games with self awhile. Check if you know the address of the higher self. The one that never abandons. Give her all the strength, all the love, all the power and never let go of ‘I’ Give her the valuable position of “I”
Recitation “Raise”
Reciting poem “Raise” from my book flutter and Glide on Instagramhttps://www.instagram.com/flutterandglide/
Gardener&Orchid
Context: Its been years of trying to keep orchids alive. Every season, we try and we decide no more after it dies. Then again charmed, we try. I just repotted my Cymbidium Orchid with prayers that it will soldier through and forgo past amateurism of feeds and watering routines. In life, what all we take... Continue Reading →
Day of Nurturer
Reflections: So much power have been taken away from the nurturer and given away to the provider and protector. The troubles of psyche suffered are connected to the troubles that nurturers endure and pass on. The new world that is conceived may recognise the promise of the womb and allow the surrender to that love.... Continue Reading →
Allow it now
From Flutter and Glide: A collection of poems Allow it now
blur
If you really want to know
bio- luminescent
April 2021 The supermoon is closest today. Like waves everything is on high tide. There’s no holding back. Distractions and losing self nothing will stop the flow. So I decided let’s manifest ‘I need to grow and glow’
Define Love
Love : I wish it was that simple to handout a roadmap -Rupika Moitra Love could have been simple if our minds weren’t anomalous it isn’t one dimensional love you because you are mine or love you because you are you I see you when you are around or I hold parts of you in... Continue Reading →
Choosing the mirror
I am part lavender The garden plants are a mirror Some hold the value To live only if cared for Some came with mind made up for thrive No particular reliance on the gardener Some blossom only for a year Embracing change Believing in rebirth Some hold onto Earth Packing many lifetimes in one Giving... Continue Reading →
Held
How do you feel held?
Smirk
Don’t let the smirk hurt you more, tell it to come back for the fireworks later instead The world seems to smirk When one is in pain We drag some through the mud to help them feel its bane Really, it’s a cry to share the load Can’t bury all this burning coal Churning of... Continue Reading →
One Poem
One Poem - Rupika Moitra
Yearn
New Poetry from poet of Flutter and Glide.
Fingers
Follow the fingers Insta @flutterandGlide
Treasure Hunt
Meditations from my sessions: •Our dissociative tendencies help us survive. “I am not taking strangers to my cave and showing them what I can’t face.” Yet the counsellor will only matter if he/ she have visited their own caves Up until the walk starts - It’s tendencies and intent •Skills comes after towards the integration phase. What really matters is you, the vulnerabilities, and you finding your way in and out of your cave -Rupika Moitra
Sweeping Rug of Hope
Playing with parts that loves puppy love I dusted the sweeping rug, On a full moon day, Remnants of puppy love, Slipped out like a feral stray, Neglected yet magic borne, Innocence glimmered His eyes still shines with hope’s gold, I kept him there, So he would forget, We would loose the scope, I lost... Continue Reading →
Who will find the self?
Challenge that impostor syndrome and stand in the light of that higher version of self. It will seek you if you seek it
The lid breaks
Cycles of Moon brings it up not for us to suffer but to look what needs to be reconstructed
Quotes to self
Rupika Moitra: Poet of Flutterandglide https://www.amazon.com.au/Flutter-Glide-Collection-Rupika-Moitra/dp/B08S8RMPW1/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=flutter+and+glide+rupika&qid=1616312891&sprefix=flutter+and+&sr=8-1
Quote for self
Path
Book flutter and glide - a collection of poems Was the path ever black or white?
Serenity
Amidst the midweek madness, I exhaust it so quickly.
One at a time
One pattern at a time: let it fall off and fill in again
Arching vines
Just like vines, I know the path of nourishment and nurturing You can’t deny me It’s etched deep inside I know where to look for light - Rupika Moitra.
Pyre
Pyre of transformation awaits me, awaits you
Core of Love
Hear me read this beautiful prayer https://www.instagram.com/tv/COPNca-HSVN/?igshid=1crckcio6ubak
CORE OF LOVE
Universal love (YOU are I and I am YOU) THE CORE OF MY BEING IS THE ULTIMATE REALITY. WHAT A BEAUTIFUL REALITY IT IS !! MY PAIN IS MY TEACHER, MY JOY IS MY COMPANION WHO KEEPS PLAYING CHASE, ALL THAT I COME ACROSS ARE TEACHERS, ALL ARE ASKING FOR LOVE, SOME FORCEFULLY, SOME LOVINGLY,... Continue Reading →
Her Days are Bright
Woman and their undimmable inner light
Silken thread
Ever experienced musical embrace ? Where you don’t know the artist but you have never known yourself without the creator
Lemons
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Look deeply in the eyes of your darkness
I learned to allow myself to be in darkness without wanting to come out of it, shift it, yell at it. Just sit still or move but listen to its pain. It wants to heal you
Heartbeat
when you embrace self, you let light find you
