Jul 2020
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Emotional Civilization
I’ve been intrigued by Olivia Laing’s article ‘How to be alone’, which yelled for attention in my Google search for global pulse few months ago. *** We have been a planet of People Groups: Consumers/Givers/Sitters/ Standers/ Travellers/ Chatterers… We talked of things we knew; now it feels like we are Letters we never knew we… Continue reading
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Those school girl days …
So I get serial visits from childhood. My mates in ‘tails & school blue. Ashok in red bicycle and forehead lock, his bright eyes lit up with mischief that time he asks Sis M. why they wear veils and wouldn’t she please lift that veil for us once please? Sis M. blushes pink red purple… Continue reading
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The incredible power of pain
I’m staring at an impossible formula here: the child was alone his entire life from the time his parents left him to when he was found later by more tormentors. Then there’s the story of a young girl in further trauma one wouldn’t wish to detail. All of this towers over the mess in my… Continue reading
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Text- Prayers
Today I prayed with Marija- Serb/Russian- she in an empty church (Prague), me here in my Indian Lockdown. We could not talk: Marija had a cough and is much better though still cannot speak. We text- prayed, in a beautiful silence. *** She is a gorgeous girl with a heart of gold; a classical pianist.… Continue reading
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Smile
Let it out. It’s a beautiful gift to give each other. Friday five minute writers. Continue reading
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Vision
From my daughter Vihan’s insta post : “Eyes with no vision or vision with no eyes? Who can see better?” Continue reading
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Till
Till the sun goes down, another day. May it bless to bless. Ceaseless in Grace; the race is not to the swiftest, the test is endurance. The best of us are those who love. The best even celebrate suffering. Often alone. And most with God. For He lets the sun rise again… Continue reading
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What happens when people pray
The day my mother walked out of her skin, she breathed once twice then her hand in mine grew cold, that day Eternity walked close in my narrow space. Was it co-incidence that rays streamed from a room ventilator to where she lay, her last breath so unlike death? I wanted to grieve, but light… Continue reading
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It is time
To hold on to the good in us. To remember mercies and love. And faithfulness. It’s that time to practice peace. And pray like we believe prayer works. It does. Everytime we healed, someone prayed. Everytime our heart of stone melted, it was someone praying. Someone changing the stone of us into a pleasant pasture.… Continue reading
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New every morning
Refresh my soul, let the doors of you, open to Peace. Let everything within breathe Grace. May our mind lean on Him whose mercies never fail, they are new every morning. Great is His faithfulness. Greater than all my bounteous lack. His power in my weakness, oh the fact of that. Not I but Christ… Continue reading
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Earth Buds.
To all new moms and babes unborn To the new dads and pulse of pitter-patter running thru’ your heart already. To spaces in you owned by scans in your lives, in these uncertain days, ah the joy of that beat-beat-beat in the wombs of life, *** In the swelling toes of our Dance, in the… Continue reading
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Pitch perfect Prayer for July
I tried to pray today, it was like going to a store and not wanting anything any more except a counter that could take requests for giving. Giving thanks. * In all the recent Mayhem and Jittery June Viral chaos, the centre of me sat down to stare at another month for all of us.… Continue reading
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Midwives of Destiny =
Pain & Passion. (Overheard today) Continue reading
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The language of Anji’s place
Three rooms in all, and one for her well stocked food place; it is antique and new every morning even now with only a few sitting in. Some ask for her pickles, others pack a lunch of tomato rice, boiled eggs oh anything Anji may have. Somedays it isnt much at all. Yesterday she had… Continue reading
