Discover Prompts
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“Heart sick…yet hopeful..”
I had to haul in 👆above title and a quote below from Frank Bruni (of New York Times) article that stopped me mid-sentence in my random thoughts on the world at large. “…. in a lovely article that connected acts of kindness during the Spanish flu of 1918 to acts of kindness during the current coronavirus pandemic, Continue reading
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‘Do not let your Blog post be your Journal…?’
We had an anniversary, a triple cake treat by the kids, renewed vows solemnized again by our 3 who said they missed being there…. There was food like I’ve never cooked, (courtesy Kitsys Culinaries!) rings bought with their little earnings, gifts of card and music, prayers, photographs were taken; I’m here thinking again on Blog Continue reading
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Like hands reaching to the skies..
trees too, like we, pray. Continue reading
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More than one way to go forward
Little Anish, a tiny 9 year old autistic boy I met in the art room of his school…. well he’d walk backwards to go forward. What the idea was I’ll never know but Anish did well to keep his eyes on us, and back into the sun. What lessons are in this one I can Continue reading
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Supersonic Ka-Boom!
I’m with ears pinned back, my high frequency senses free-falling: yesterday this time it* went through parts of Bangalore city, it rattled panes, shook houses; 10+ hours earlier they heard it in Canberra…. a ‘*Supersonic Boom that our Ground & Air forces here in India are puzzled at. It felt like an earthquake in the Continue reading
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One dawn @ a time
Every dawn it’s own beauty, not yesterdays’ story not tomorrows. Just for today, I rise, breathe in deep. Each dawn it’s own power to hold till dusk. I must too, like it- rise, refract Light into waiting moments. Continue reading
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I lost this … ‘Capiophobia’
We had to go out, we got our permit complete with ID card. This was going to be alright I said. Jeff isnt the worrying kind so he says nothing. I hate this mask, it feels like I’m dying in it. Never mind. Once inside car, who’s going to be harmed just in case we Continue reading
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Hold on.
A beautiful thing it can be to seemy foot prints in unread sands, in places angels might dread and eagles fear…. ah that, where the Love of God leads… you got to hold on though, to that invisible Hand that made the sands…. (From conversations with my friend Eva who can teach a camel a Continue reading
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The Power of Joy
the Angel will not speak literally but I get these from the Book He points at … “oh the peace that is yours and you do not know it..?” He wakes me morning by morning. And not just @ my address but an entire earth’s though some mayn’t believe what cannot be seen. Ach Joy Continue reading
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When God Prays
Come on over, the sands are ripe for your heart. Yes it’s hard. But I Am with you. In every grain of sand, I AM for you. Watch this: there is a season turn turn, a time for every purpose under heaven. Come on over, the times are ripe for your tears that smile- they Continue reading
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Thankful..
..for the Light that finds us even in the dark. Ben Huberman thankyou for everyday Prompts that pulled us through April. Continue reading
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The beauty of a broken heart
It breaks boundaries. Watch this heartessentialist! You heal differently. You disregard the material: unslave Self from clutching life. Mask & Glove are off. You touch stone and raw earth. You sit in the floor. You don’t need much. This begins a dangerous freedom. Your friends maynt like your new self: your peace with God. Is 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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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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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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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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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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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
