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December 2021, God knew!

God knew. That the sea would rinse things I didn’t know were there: an aloneness that comes with a trial, He brought it all out and rebuked it, His sea salt burned it away, hehe! Mountain forest trail, thru Kudremukh mist & heavy close foliage. It was another world- heady, strong scents of wood moistened… Continue reading
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Hand writ prayers

I’ve never been a Collector of things, not even of my paintings which lounge wherever they find space; maybe the most passionate of my ‘collections’ were bus tickets for some reason; I was age 5 and remember hoarding them from the two families we lived around at Wilson Gardens. Then were feathers at pre-primary school,… Continue reading
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Stills of Grace

It is there in emptied chairs & here and there in city places or further, in me, for FMF writers Continue reading
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Pray in the Stars

Originally posted on Innerdialects: Something that began in a dawn: Sean Parker Photography, Joshua Tree park. …before the day lends you her voice, sing in the silent beams of dawn, lean yourself on the face of light as it breaks the dark, oh burrow your heart in true Light’s ceaseless pressure, shifting shade, pulsing throbbing… Continue reading
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When healing comes it comes soft, or

sudden, like a miracle. Suspicious, I peer at It. It seeps out like new petals, like the spread of new colour. Laughter tinges Its Stem. I sulk in the shadows, refusing to let go of the dark, it was my safe place but now Joy begins to bud! I believe that I cannot believe: whoa….the… Continue reading
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Wrestling with an Angel

“Is there a fear staring you in the face right now? Are you finding your faith in God’s promise shaking? If so, you are likely praying desperately for God to be with you. God will answer you. But you might, like Jacob in Genesis 32, be surprised by his answer.” Jon Bloom in “I will… Continue reading
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Storm Song

“You cannot withstand the storm,” It whispers. The Warrior whispers back, “I am the Storm.” Jake Remington. FMF WRITERS Continue reading
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I have so little left to say, just ask

What are we to teach our children? “In the city I loved, suddenly nowhere was safe“ https://www.bbc.com/news/world-south-asia-58071592 What is a woman’s worth/ a nation’s? Is the equivalent of Peace~ War? Is there a Global community of peace keepers ? When will current conflicts end/how? Do we realize its all more than earth life? Do we… Continue reading
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Pray for Afghanistan

What you will see here are Photographs I just found @Unsplash by two Afghan Adventure Photographers, unsure if safe to publish names. Wherever you are, we pray for your safety. Thank you for these stilling Captures ..that we be healed by the wounds of the Cross; & that the Blood of Jesus shed for all,… Continue reading
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Accountability

Holding hands together, palms warm with praying, the way children do- urgent, necessary quick, like they truly believe. Chocolates are needed now, or Pa needs his leg repaired, or a bicycle needs a new bell. Or it shouldn’t rain at noon today, or we need a puppy. Now. A child persists, he believes, he sees… Continue reading
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Takeaways from a Cloud forest

I tried to pray out loud but there were no words, just clouds, walking loud into my eyes, like Tears of Heaven Yes I love mountains, hills: but this trip was clouds. From where we were at Tipu Sultan’s Sunrise Point, Sunset, innerdialects. For one who is scared of heights, maybe I’m cured? 4600 ft… Continue reading
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Order in chaos

After the rains it was there. Some call it Peace. There were frogs and crickets downstairs and the distant siren of an ambulance: 🍂 …oh drippy leaves, rain drops among raggedy city silhouettes; an earth washed, rinsed. Today am still inhaling that Quiet in gulps. It has been a while since Nature hit me this… Continue reading
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Senses we do not know but use anyway

….the touch of experience, the taste of a new day the sight of vision, the hearing of the muted, the sense of loss, the smell of hope, the unseen tomorrow….these and some stir my ‘heart ‘ – ah that organ of awareness we’ve placed somewhere ‘tween head & rib. And oh when my spirit opens… Continue reading
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Music for a day as this

Lyrics and Life bare us naked: here we wrestle not with flesh and blood but with invisible powers that make/ break us. It is in these moments of facing the unknown, that we stumble upon Reality: not the facts as we read them, from other people’s desks and conclusions, but from the core within that… Continue reading
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Heart Lift

“Vineyard of Prayer“, my new painting / fav place. Will be writing 365 verses for each day of the coming 365 (wish me consistency); a book of conversations with God. Vineyards are places of productivity, of pruning and eventually the wine of soul comfort. Where am I going with this? Unsure, but it is a… Continue reading
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The Incredible Power of Belief

Negatives stem from disbelief at the State of Peace. And their reason comes from a space so deeply ingrained in us, it takes a super normal event for some of us to believe in the Impossible. 🌿🍂☘️🍁 I’ve always been fascinated by leaves : fat leaves, thin shrunk ones lopping off branches or in the… Continue reading
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Our Block ‘Watch girl’

I try telling my new friend, this stray girl with fragile toes, silk ears and white eyelash; try telling her about Pandemic protocol but she doesn’t care. She loves Momos from the Tibetian lady at Top in Town Mini Mall, but that is closed since Lockdown. Black Beauty our Block Watch girl/dog & I took… Continue reading
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“The story of Jesus is incomplete…

…without me.*” That sentence arrived an hour ago without warning. The entire story of nature revolves around man, woman, child, their environment, like the planets revolve around the sun; like birds returning to the nests, like bees go to flowers: the entire Bible is an endless Whisper to Humanity; the aspect of Love, the person… Continue reading
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“Tauktae!”

Who names these cyclones? As “Tauktae” batters our west coast, showers and demi-gale rinse our flora, fauna & us all – roof/ roofless, and newspapers drying in the sun for the Ugh Virus; Two young girls in Bangalore City, got into PPEs and are helping families bury their dead in a local cemetery. Unsure if… Continue reading
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No War Zone

My messy Lil garden where prayer always happens. Little half words, like swords they cut away disbelief and fear. A certain war leaves, like autumn. Here inevitably I find my Day spring, my source of Life. Continue reading
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Not just another day!

As our nation reels and staggers among seen and unseen factors, can all the kings horses and all the kings men put things back together again? Before we can get used to the day’s Papers, the next day dawns with worse stats. This is unreal, but like one person said, “..it was a disaster waiting… Continue reading
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“What is Love?”

…I ask my baby Lotus leaf sitting in palm sized pot, and she my National Leaf too, says nothing. Lazy evening mid pandemonium of bad news, local birds and neighbor welding event! What a varied mess we are.(Do check video way below if it uploads👇🏼) “What is Love?” I ask the Maker of my Leaf.… Continue reading
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Watch “Steady Me Hollyn Cover Kitsy ft. Vihan Damaris” on YouTube

My girls. “Steady me”. Dearest Lord, how I need this. Kitsy our younger daughter with Vihan. Its a bad time in India. Today a small trip outside felt so unreal. No sign of wailing ambulance, just a chilling quiet in our locality. But the papers. A dear friend’s 30 year son succumbs. In W/ A… Continue reading
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Remedy

When Remi plays those keys it is like a cure. “Remedy” you could say for laughs but that is for real. He hits those keys slow as if hesitant, as if unsure, like an amateur. Ha. You think! Remi has fingers like I’ve not seen, he can’t sing a note, he has this puzzled gaze,… Continue reading
