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Hidden Treasure
..Stash hoarded in sepal & leaf, in leftover laughter and trippy tears, in faces in places we remember we forget we hoard stash hoard ~ places in our ears and tears of joy tripping thru our days here & there between earth an’ things we fear, or don’t: Treasure: hidden. We must find them. Continue reading
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For deep within, You exist…
…outside skin deep existence. Set me free Lord from selfishness and the pride of Eye. Hold me here where my spirit is, with You, in the reality of Why I’m here at all. Lose my heart to love like You do. Like You do, here beyond the superficial. Continue reading
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WINGS
Not just to fly but to rest on tides that can turn my need for magical cures into the ability to spread peace no matter the chaos: that. Continue reading
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Perspective
The ones looking at the painting, they are the Work of Art. P.S. You’re seeing Ads here? They are not sponsored by me, except that I chose FreeWordpress which duh also cannot kill Ads. So. Apologies dear blogfriend. Continue reading
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Elixir
There was no ‘magic’ in Penja’s bowl, nothing but her basic steamed rice in turmeric & garlic fried curries. If we were fortunate we were treated to stir fried onion rings, tomato pickles and home made breads. When Penja served you her glass of water it was in copper tumbler scoured clean with tamarind. She… Continue reading
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From a piece of Quarantined Peninsula :)
LIVE Acoustic Originals from her Collection of 200, Vihan Damaris also talks on the things you ask about : UTube, 6pm – 8pm LIVE 23rd April, Indian time. Wherever you are in the world, you are invited. 😃 Continue reading
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Hem
Here, I find me.. pieces of me, stitched together in the Hem of Your garment. Look Lord, here around Your edge, pieces of prayers, darts sewn with silent fingers. Here I am Hannah, a woman ridiculed, hated by her sister, despised for unproductivity. A Hannah ruthlessly in a life not as good as expected. Here… Continue reading
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My Earth-Day song
Shhhlisten to me pace… You my celebrated Earth, my Jewel of Heav’n: your hills are my Psalms, your rain ~ my answered Prayer, rinsed by day by night, by silver crested twilight; they are hoarse with saying : “…there is more, there is more than rational 365, 24×7 glory & gore; shhhlisten to what summer… Continue reading
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40 wink Covid cure
In my dream just now, giant lemon rinds chased us down with mint sprig, down ginger spiced soda, home-made like they used to make them, & in the dream This could cure disease, even Covid- could it, could it be, the cure of deadly disease that feeds our machine, could it be, that the cure… Continue reading
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Where eagles fear, and angels dare…
Like tens of thousands of Doctors -my sis Li, (and Nurses, Care givers), what can one say but thankyou. Thankyou for going out to work every day, for the strength with which you live your life. We talk of survival and essentials; she works, while I sit worrying about tomorrows food supply. I hope you’re… Continue reading
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From around my home
A Letter to you: (inspired by a blog-friend) Heal Warrior, know you are Loved by a Force you cannot see, but One that sees you. Regret nothing but what you deprive yourself of tomorrow. Love generously, live every minute, I mean LIVE. Lockdown all noise that Intrudes. We deserve more than we give ourselves. You… Continue reading
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ReNEW
These days the Light does not fall thru’ open doors, but finds new ways in chinks and window pane, curtain sleeve and on plates and chair and floor, on leaves of page and street places I’ve been before, miles of acres of Light walking all over, unstopped, untouched by yesterday’s dying beams. *** P.S. Any… Continue reading
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“Far from where?” he asked..
“Every once in a while, people need to be in the presence of things that are really far away.“Ian Frazier, Staffer @ The New Yorker. WordPress #Discover Prompt- Distance. I had 2 planes to reach Amsterdam, it felt far, very far from home. I was still young enough to be that scared. This is a… Continue reading
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He is that Kind.
“Love one another,” He said those 3 words while I was thinking of me. “Think on each other’s well being. Hold one another in your thoughts, care deeply, practice hospitality …“ How? I daren’t invite anyone home …. But His Words fell at me today like fire crackles up dry wood. Sure, lets all think… Continue reading
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When Healing comes it..
…It may arrive slow, like winds trickling sands, ‘neath quiet sky, in you and I… it mayn’t but be gentle: when Healing comes though, we will know what we used to not know, you & I…. Continue reading
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Rise Beloved
Social Distancing is perhaps The News now, but to an invisible majority it has existed in perhaps the most hideous ways. We do not easily talk of Social ostracizing but our ‘Outcasts’ have been there since the beginning of Time. ‘ They’ may even be you, or me in unique definitions via complexes, illnesses, alone-ness… Continue reading
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Terrific Teachers
“It’s like Noah and the flood!” My Sis Thel over the phone, her laughter always like happy bells on a low key day, but last week she was more listening to the world outside here in Bangalore. “Some people across our gate … we used to smile in passing, but not anymore…?” Thel is a… Continue reading
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Divine in the depths
I couldn’t find You anywhere except here where Beauty bites my journey thru night with Your redeeming Light. Continue reading
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‘LIFE’ is a state of mind…
Yesterday we put together a video of the Fellowship that has currently just the five of us, at home. It was past lunch time when we finally began: our son on his little keyboard: we had a new song= new lyrics😳; Kitsy our angel finally sings though! Me I hate cameras, never liked them, but… Continue reading
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Step through Locked doors
May we seek and find Him more today, than ever before. May we touch His Wounds and never doubt again. May He step through our walls, our locked doors; may we experience His Passion in new ways, in our roads to ‘Emmaus‘; oh that same power that raised Jesus the Christ from the dead, be… Continue reading
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Covid Miracle
The past few days I’ve been impatient for a real nice surprise. D’you feel like that recently? And I mean yelling impatient. Crying impatient. Life began to feel boring, staccato boringgggh. But! not! today! My husband and second daughter Kitsy were out on another highly budgeted shopping round for Essentials; food stores are at their… Continue reading
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Ads in my blog posts, WordPress, do you see this?
Thankyou Janetsm (Historic Writer/ I love her Blog! Do visit) for writing in about ‘Ads on my posts,’ and often really irksome ones too. I’ve uploaded 2 screen shots: One of what appears here as I publish a post; no, there’s no control over these things for me, as I have not “UPGRADED TO A… Continue reading
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A day that rewrote History:
Ay, take the pieces of your life, string them together like a song; orchestrate- separate rights from wrong; forgive, bless…even if you do not feel like a blessing. A day that begins to change me: there’s more than I can fully say in this Post. As quarantines connect different cities of our world, our family… Continue reading
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What did it feel like, Jesus?
Alone, all the way. No likes or approval. Not a single friend that deadly Friday. After all the miracles and love, everything died. No visitors in your cell, no long last hugs except the 40 lashes. Your last Song, a lone cry, “Father forgive them they know not what they do.” Sometimes I feel You… Continue reading
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Novel Contagion Love@ the Cross.
Two things here- stark contrasting Pair : a death instrument, and True Love’s pandemic Stare. It’s a still, cool night here. Mild rain showers soften the air with the distinct scent of mingling trees outside. 2000 years ago now, Good Friday would dawn with historic consequences: there’d be a Cross with a Man on it,… Continue reading
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Not the best of times to have the worst of times…
I had a few days to paint this one: is a 5 footer (width), and meant for a Centre that is a Soul Cafe, probably one of its kind in India. It’s still there at Chai*, a reminder of how Time and other factors are sometimes little things in the face of bigger things. This… Continue reading
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Wait. Check your ‘lows.
Below the Surface of Everything, is Most Things. Have to share a fellow Bloggers Post that said a few things to me: Aimless deliberation “Journalists often ask me when I go to the field, ‘What do you expect to find?’ And my answer always is, ‘The unexpected,’ because we’re just looking at the tip of… Continue reading
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In the Stillness
‘The hand is the cutting edge of the mind.” Jacob Bronowski …who can tell what you find, restless restful pieces of soul, of mind. In the Stillness… Continue reading
