Pebble’s Galaxy: a blog.

  • The Object That Learned the Shape of Me #WriteAPageADay @Blogchatter

    The Object That Learned the Shape of Me #WriteAPageADay @Blogchatter

    I keep it in the lowest drawer, beneath expired warranties and forgotten manuals—not because it is useful, but because it remembers me. This poem traces the quiet life of an object that refused to be discarded, becoming a witness to change, loss, endurance, and the strange way memory settles into the ordinary. What begins as…

  • Where Breath Is Not Borrowed

    Where Breath Is Not Borrowed

    A healthy relationship does not tighten around the soul. It breathes. It allows two people to stand fully in themselves while choosing each other again and again. This poem traces the quiet power of a love where freedom deepens belonging, where space becomes intimacy, and where staying is not enforced—but earned through trust, respect, and…

  • Vakratunda Mahakaya: A Deep, Word-by-Word Meaning of the Ganesh Stotra

    Vakratunda Mahakaya: A Deep, Word-by-Word Meaning of the Ganesh Stotra

    Before every beginning lies a pause. In this deeply reflective exploration, we unpack the Vakratunda Mahakaya Ganesh stotra word by word — not as ritual, but as a living map of intelligence, flexibility, and inner clarity. A contemplative journey into why Ganesh is invoked first, and how these ancient verses still guide modern beginnings. ॥ॐ…

  • A Habit That Quietly Changed My Life: A Small Silence That Changed Everything #WriteAPageADay @Blogchatter

    A Habit That Quietly Changed My Life: A Small Silence That Changed Everything #WriteAPageADay @Blogchatter

    It did not arrive with a drumroll or demand to be noticed. It came as a pause—small, almost forgettable— a quiet sitting before the world learned my name for the day. What began as stillness slowly became a lens, revealing how life whispers before it speaks, and how presence, practiced gently, can widen into something…

  • Te’ora: Where the Inner Journey Meets the Cosmos

    Te’ora: Where the Inner Journey Meets the Cosmos

    Te’ora arrives not as a revelation but as recognition— that I have always been inside something listening. Between the smallest thought and the largest sky, I soften, learning that connection, not certainty, is what makes the vastness bearable. #Teora #FreeVersePoetry #InnerJourney #CosmicAwareness #PebbleGalaxy

  • Default Mode Network: Brain’s Hidden Power for Inner Peace and Creativity

    Default Mode Network: Brain’s Hidden Power for Inner Peace and Creativity

    What if your wandering mind isn’t a flaw but a hidden intelligence at work? The Default Mode Network shapes your sense of self, fuels creativity, and holds the key to inner peace. This deep dive blends modern neuroscience with ancient wisdom to explore how embracing mental stillness—and drift—can transform the way you think, feel, and…

  • When My Younger Self Asked Me for Advice #WriteAPageADay @Blogchatter

    When My Younger Self Asked Me for Advice #WriteAPageADay @Blogchatter

    If my younger self asked me for advice today, I wouldn’t offer instructions or certainty. I would speak of time as an ocean, of confusion as soil, of becoming as a slow remembering. I would say you are not late, not broken, only in motion—learning to listen to your body, your fear, and the quiet…

  • Almost, with Heat: Double Tetractys

    Almost, with Heat: Double Tetractys

    A hush before the kiss—where spice lingers on breath, pauses grow loud, and humor flirts with heat in the space between almost and wait. #SuggestivePoetry #DoubleTetractys #SpiceAndPause #AlmostThere #MinimalVerse

  • A Conversation I Still Replay in My Head: The Conversation That Never Learned to End #WriteAPageADay

    A Conversation I Still Replay in My Head: The Conversation That Never Learned to End #WriteAPageADay

    Some conversations do not end when the voices fall silent. They linger like heat in stone after sunset, replaying themselves in the quiet hours, reshaping who we are each time we listen again. This poem traces one such exchange—intimate, unfinished, and slowly expanding into a meditation on memory, gravity, and the vastness that listens back.…

  • What the Ear Learns Before the Eye

    What the Ear Learns Before the Eye

    Silence arrives before language, before the naming of things. It is not empty but textured, holding breath and meaning within it. Sound, unseen yet deeply felt, travels through memory, nature, and the cosmos, carrying us across time and inner landscapes. Together, silence and sound become invisible guides—shaping the soul, opening doors to reflection, and connecting…

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