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The Broken Star

SCARS AND GLORY – The Series Of Being And Becoming Chapter 2 – The Broken Star I see, some broken stars. Lying here alone, on the ground. Homeless, like orphan, they are seeking home. Sometimes, the star gets broken and fall on earth. The pieces get shattered on the ground. Dreams are lost. Yet, they are alive, awaken. Shining from within. I feel, they are enlightened. It does not matter, how many pieces you are broken into. Remember, all of them is you. Every pieces belong to you. You shine, still. You breathe, you dream, you feel. For in every pieces of you, there is an echo of the light. The lost light. The light, you were searching for so long. The light, you had lost, long ago. You thought there would be no light, again in your life. But, it was there. Always, shining from the veil of darkness. Yes, the darkness you were wrapping yourself with, was the biggest lie of your life. Because you were always been directed by the light, towards the …

Ancestors

SCARS AND GLORY – The Series Of Being And Becoming Chapter 1 – Ancestors Dear soul, you are the daughter of a star and the universe is your home. Have you forgotten who are you? Who were your ancestors? Here is a little reminder. You are born of a star, you are born of love and light. Dear soul, you are the daughter of a star and the universe is your home. How can you forget your strength, your courage? Even stars get broken sometimes, but they always try to collect the pieces and then, they shine in unison. This time, they shine brighter. For now they know their inner power. You are born from a wish. It was a moment of love, when your mother made a secret wish to the universe. She wished for the star she is praying, to come to her womb and bloom. The wish was so pure, so powerful that the universe granted it. So the star sent a part of her to your mother, and she gave birth …

Scars & Glory – The Series

SCARS AND GLORY -The Series Of Being And Becoming Preface In my every breath, I am writing a book. In my every blink, I am weaving a story. The book is being written since years, perhaps, before my birth. When the universe blessed my mother sending its messenger to the earth. The light she embraced, the love she was bestowed on. From that very moment, this book is being written. I started weaving this story in my mother’s womb. Without any words, without any ink, I wrote the first chapter of the book I call, Life. Since then, this delicate soul has been nurtured, transformed, and bloomed. I travel within my heart, and I find some shabby corners there. Sometimes, you’ll see some pieces here, which I’ve written exploring some of the deepest alleys through my soul. They’re like the flower’s broken petals, homeless, for years. They’re like the shattered pieces of the stars lying on the ground, awaiting to shine in unison. I embrace my scars as my glory, for I find them as …