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No Place like Love
We meet Mangula* in a little town outside Bangalore….where exactly is she from? Half Kannada, Telugu, Tamil…she doesn’t know. How many people groups are we in this busy Peninsula India? At least 70, I hear . I get permission to tell her story, take her picture. Mangula is thrilled, unashamed, why should she be? She’s… Continue reading
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The Naked Prayer
That Impossible thing you do relying on your ‘nth sense alone. I’ve been fascinated long enough with Michelangelo’s 15 ft marble masterpiece David, to take a good read on material I could get, and look what I found: along with some Questions, some Answers & an impossibly naked prayer….“** Michelangelo sculpts his David as before… Continue reading
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Coronavirus…?
The past five days we have been a cantata of sneezes: are we/ aren’t we with …corona- what ?! Headlines continue to scare with one kind of baddie or the other. The choice we have is to erase some new news for the memo of something good. (Info on the Virus link here). So, we… Continue reading
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The Dangerous Love of God
His embrace will not just hold you, It holds all men and friend and foe, whoa, what’d I think His Comfort was… sweet cuddly Bear arm, warm with Paternity? His Comfort Zone is more than I dare dream… ach! It’s in the Slap of the storm, in the Sap of the thorn, Haha, I wasn’t… Continue reading
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I could’ve ‘planted 244 trees last year’…?
I’m not a morning newspaper person, but today’s header> ‘TomTom Traffic Index Special declaring our city Bangalore as with highest traffic congestion, globally…’ <got me gagging! ‘B’luru‘ is (if you’re looking at attached pic), the abbreviation of my renamed city ‘Bengaluru’, the renaming of which made our Traditional Linguists feel better about everyday conversations and… Continue reading
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Tears of heaven
…they fall most not when we sin, but when we repent… what can compete with the perfection of a repentant heart… …. Continue reading
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No Redemption
As I post this, there’s just 2 more days for four of India’s most brutal rapists to meet their gallows. They apparently are saying they don’t want to die; it’s been harsh years for them in prison, but after a long drawn out judicial process, the hammer finally fell. Feb 1, these 4 will take… Continue reading
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If you perish, I do too…
And what good would it do for me to be without your peace? What joy, if only my bones heal, or my fields are freed from fires and my rooms sealed warm with Light and Life eternal, but we care nothing for each other… … (Inspired by Esther’s Prayer) Continue reading
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Trenches
Have you had a Faith Moment when you believed in your core something beautiful was coming your way, never mind what else you felt? And you believed it would rain down, no matter the desert you were in… so you built trenches. You felt like an idiot, there were no rain clouds, there was nothing… Continue reading
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Something beautiful
Something red, Patti “You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.” ― Pablo Neruda Quote — Charmed Chaos From sun garden@hospital park, yesterday. Botanical name for ‘Crown of thorns’.. unsure, but I hear this one is best found in Madagascar Continue reading
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“What ‘Abide With Me’ means to India,” writes Gopalkrishna Gandhi – columns – Hindustan Times
Hindustantimes.com/columns/what-abide-with-me-means-to-india/ Thankyou Sam T. for this Link I had to repost. It’s a worthy 5minutes’ good long look via Indian Republic celebrations to ‘one of the world’s most moving songs…….’ Article written by Gopalkrishna Gandhi read on… “…All in fact is still, all quiet in expectation of a musical experience that goes beyond music to… Continue reading
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From the Womb of the Father
That line 👆 has been with me 3 weeks now. I wake up to sit in star-shade by our potted grapevine that snuggles baby pigeon twins: it is quiet, so quiet you could hear us breathe. Times like these, it arrives with a Noise- that we are Created: the lot of us- kings, priests, fugitives,… Continue reading
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Lyrics & Life
Healing Rain let It fall, let It whisper Its secrets, it’s time, Let it scour the rust, of the ashes of dust you & I… (Do check my song here if you would..) Continue reading
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That Once
Original oil, RN. Sold. …. He did not reply, but in the Stillness, all else was hushed: that One time was enough, enough for me to know the Power of His Stillness. Continue reading
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Tender tantrums of healing
I’m fascinated at the way our human body mends, physically, emotionally, socially… It takes tiny baby steps, and It may not even look like a mending. Have you ever darned? Y’know, stitched? I’ve watched my Ma do that, her tiny needle sashaying across a tear in the fabric. She’d turn it over and go again… Continue reading
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Co-incidence?
Uncanny: last year we were at this 👆 place like at this👇 photograph, courtesy Rochelle Wisoff- Fields, Friday Fictioneers. Thankyou! I needed a Reminder… 2019, early summer. The bio-dome hosted hundreds of butterfly …our 18 year old blind Joh was at peace, no aggression. We weren’t worrying about the things he couldn’t see, just grateful… Continue reading
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Wednesday Wondergirl
She will be 20 in less than a week, loves high heels, and cooking, oh purple soft toy unicorns….my little girl has grown into a caring sensitive funloving young woman with a heart for social work(majoring in it). She showed me this sketch of hers, titled: Mending. Has she had some rough teen years? Yes.… Continue reading
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I’ve loved You before but not how I love You now…
India, soil of my bones: song of my soul. Heal my darling One who birthed my verse, my hunger, my thirst… Continue reading
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This weeks smile!
Joy in the morning Today I woke up with an absence of pain in the area they call heart. As I write this Joh gives me another smile, but wider. I’m fumbly with wonder. It’s been a long year of post seizure med reactions erggghhh! There were days we couldn’t even pray or smile. This… Continue reading
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Saturday’s child.
His name was Dhru*; he loved the ‘roaring’ bit. Dhru must be at least ten years old today, when we did “Everybody is differently beautiful”, he must’ve been 7? To think he couldn’t see his costume, had no clue what a lion’s mane was like, or even heard it roar, what a sport Dhru was.… Continue reading
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Pause calmly ….Selah!
Much to un-think here, @ a 3 hour drive from Bangalore city, into tiny growing town. Continue reading
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Word of the Decade!
Has one Word stood out for you among billion billion others this past decade? Heavens… which would I have picked? The American Dialect Society* picks T H E Y: a gender neutral pronoun. The ADS* has been compiling Words of the Year, the past 30 years; Chairperson, Ben Zimmer: ‘When a basic part of speech… Continue reading
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Autumn Blush!
He made me cry with this one: We thought about Title, I said “Reflections“, seeing I’m supposed to be the family poet. He gets me my mug of hot drink and sits next to me with, “What’s that?” I tell him we need a title before packing up this beauty and he (Jeff) says, ‘Autumn… Continue reading
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21 conclusions that renew me:
These past months I’ve come to a few (21!)conclusions that renew me; warning though…long post. Appreciating people is a craft all its own: it breaks barriers in Invisibility & Understanding of human co-existence. (You being here with comment, follow, share: made blogging a truly creative experience for me. My best liked Post was this here,… Continue reading
