Tag: spiritual reflections

  • Gratitude Changes Our Whole Perspective

    By Choitalyk Ruman

    There are days when everything feels heavy , like the air itself is thicker, and even simple things take more effort. You wake up, make your coffee, and wonder how to hold it all together. Yet, sometimes, in the middle of that quiet struggle, a small reminder appears , a bird’s song outside your window, the way the morning light spills across the floor, or a kind word from someone you didn’t expect.

    It’s strange how gratitude often hides in those tiny, ordinary things. It doesn’t ask us to ignore what hurts. It doesn’t magically fix the hard parts of life. But it does something gentler , it changes the way we see.

    When we start paying attention to what’s still good, even if it’s small, the sharp edges of pain soften a bit. The world feels a little less gray. We remember that loss and love can live side by side, that sadness can share space with wonder. Gratitude doesn’t erase the darkness, but it reminds us that light still exists and it’s closer than we think.

    Sometimes, gratitude is just whispering, “I’m still here. I still have something.” It’s realizing that even when plans fall apart, or people drift away, there are still reasons  however fragile  to keep believing in life’s goodness.

    So today, pause for a second. Look around.
    Maybe your reason to smile is sitting quietly right in front of you  a familiar smell, a memory, a small kindness.

    The truth is, beauty never fully disappears. It just waits for us to notice it again.

  • When the Soul Remembers

    By Choitalyk Ruman

    It is no wonder my heart aches for You
    every breath remembers its Source.
    I am but a drop longing for the ocean,
    a spark yearning for the Flame
    from which it was born.

    Your mercy is the air I breathe,
    Your light, the warmth that wakes me.
    I wander the world searching for meaning,
    only to find You waiting
    in every heartbeat of stillness.

    But what leaves me trembling in awe
    is not my love for You
    for love is all I know
    it is Your gaze upon me,
    You, the Infinite Majesty,
    stooping to touch a soul made of dust.

    How can the moon notice the shadow?
    How can eternity embrace the fleeting?
    Yet You do
    and in that impossible love
    my soul finds its home,
    its purpose,
    its peace.

    #UmmeyMiah #ChoitalykRuman