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Faith & Freedom
Not the safest topic in some convos, where “Faith & Freedom” don’t run together. Meanwhile our girl Vihan Damaris‘s New Original FREEDOM There are at least two stories in this insanely stunning Video: 1. Account of The Christ’s Love for humans, & 2. Kitsy seeing a reflection of Jesu, in the coffee table, off Vihan’s Continue reading
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What’d you let go – for Peace with God?
2. Let go of words that destroy my purpose(things I’ve/ others’ ve said that try break down my very existence) 3. Let go the version of me that is controlled by xyz, (if they even try) 4. Remember that every thing in the Now, the Present, Future, Past, is temporary. Eternity awaits, right here 5. Continue reading
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When India prays, she’s in the floor weeping recognition of Absolute Grace
She’s a War Angel, of a Heaven one must-have; shhlisten. Yahweh breathes; if Music can give me new eyes and lips, if it can flood death with Dawn, this is it. Here Yahweh Himself touches me; if a Song can string every tear into a harp, strumming silences with peace, speechless Peace…this is it… FOR Continue reading
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Habits & Armageddon
Don’t you just wish a day secured with daisies not nuke neighbors promising and delivering Armageddon-type Flings at each other and therefore us all; everyone saying, “Oh the beginning of 3rd World Whirrr,” casually almost, via steel teeth biting off more than can be chewed… you just want a cortisol/ panic hormone free day please, Continue reading
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till its not too late
After the panic and scramble, a nation sits down to grieve a Flight that fell from the skies this week. No survivors except one man who made it out, he doesn’t know how but he did. His eyes keep looking to the sky. Superman one Newsline calls him. And what do we say to the Continue reading
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The Shape of aPrayer
7 am, liquid gold dawn after a night of some rain; I’m praying shut eyed. The shape of such prayers are wordless- is Wordless a shape? Its an Emotion, and today it is palpable. I’m praying like someone leans on a strong wall. Or like running into Refuge in a storm What can I say, Continue reading
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Mayhem in June?
Honour Yesterday, the news was not good; we had a city stampede…! Our mega cricket event this week ended with 11 deaths, from celebrity induced mobs; a collapsed drain…injuries. 2025 has been a rogue year this far, with Messrs.Corona rearing ugly head, plane crashes, fires, floods, wars, rumors. Out in a walk, we saw a Continue reading
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Prayer Bar
devotions @daybreak I sip at Your Cup, You changed bitter to sweet down my throat, over dregs, over blind mute lukewarm insipid overspill from human habit; You’re here, in this shadow of need. The Miracle of This! You here, serving armfuls of a Feast, I sit at Your table, spread before my thoughts. We are Continue reading
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Hey June: What’s your Super power
Humanity’s best kept secret: Our individual Superpowers : that Blessedness that walks us thru a 3am nightmare, a scary trip, a disaster meet: that sudden Strength within that pushes one past despair…? So you shrugged off a tear and walked on; you were shutting down outside, but within – you grinned. You spiritually grinned at Continue reading
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Generations of Verse!
Alice Aunty is feisty and bright eyed at 94+ in purple+pink saree. (She tailored that blouse, and says my Ma taught her..) Chennai is sizzling as we visit her airy first floor Living room, with son Selvan S. (Theologian)- cousin bro has her doe eyes, grand daughter Blessy too. My Dad had them, and his Continue reading
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Collections
I am the product of pages of trees; of yards, fenced indefinitely. Ages stack themselves in my DNA, they rhyme with their reasons, like seasons, they change, exchange space, re-defining me. Every day is a century -full, ripe with prayers someone prayed: I collect prayers, we all do. Like it or not prayers cluster our Continue reading
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“Sticks& stones’ll break my bones but words’ll never harm me?!”
“Hiraeth” – (welsh origin) the definition in pic below: did I even know this exists? I have a secret place within, I’ve discovered more recently: called it my Vineyard of Healing. Sorely needed it these past few weeks. 2+ didn’t get my poetry. Few ‘get’ poetry. Its fine, but why the nasty, on repeat, to Continue reading
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Holy Week lasts forever
Without You, I am a flicker in the wind, precious, fleeting earthling, in space, held by Grace Held by Grace, held by Grace In shelves of galaxies, of the Mind… In the dawn of awakening, let me out of my tombs, my stone cold, out into the open where all creation knows, knows, knows You Continue reading
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For I am persuaded …!
Trish* just recovering from surgery is back home now, her lovely face underlined with strength : the joy of clear reports slightly overshadowed by surgery. “It was too much for me to think of myself, so I just focused on my Lord. Listened to music, worshipped. I did not ask for healing, but for patience Continue reading
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run like you feel it
Why I still love the Olympics, is that tho’ they’ve fine tuned every muscle they can, the final act is unscripted, absolute, real, unedited, emotion, life, death, the dying, birthed again, all in one combustion, yes? I’ve never watched Shooters, Archers, but this time I couldn’t take my eyes off Manu Bakker, ah the focus Continue reading
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‘Polished Arrow’ my Book is Live!
Young Ema, a social outcaste, addict and loner, in 100 pages of graphic hurt, Free Verse, & Grace… Grace & Pain are personalized. They have arms and faces, they’re not exactly what we think. There’s Lies (Slie) – of the cathedral of ash; SeribudDeer, aka The Bruised Reed. I still see alphabets in reverse, a Continue reading
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Heartravellers
had a lovely day- my sisters were home after a longgg stretch- travelled back in time, up stairwell of lighthouse. We flew down to our village beach and surfed lanes, then ran up to the sky, where a seagull swooped on Thandala, the fisher girl we knew – swooped on her basket of mackerel, her Continue reading
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even if
Settle it in, exhale, intake, consume Gratitude, even if the sun is ice, & stars tire, or birds forget melodies: all day, just rest, arrest the heart in every right place – every little piece of time- a bouquet fat with deliberate thanksgiving…all day Continue reading
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My burden is Light
Be a little light, a meteor, a star, a speck of fire in the dark, don’t be the dark, pl don’t, that’s too lonely, yes, no, we can’t be Light all by ourself, we’re too selfish. True Light, it gives, gives. Remember the manger, the stable, remember the Cross. That’s the real thing. We can’t Continue reading
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December Ember
“What can I say?” Said little Teardrop, to the Seribud Deer. “Say nothing, then,” He replied, un jumbling Hisself in her eyes, and she knew He spelled. ‘B- r-u-i-s-e-d, R-e-e-d ‘ for ‘Seribud Deer’, wheeeeh! Tear Drop glowed out loud: He was really Bruised broken for her- she understood that her little or long words Continue reading
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Evidence of things not seen:
Faith. It mixes sun, moon stars, galaxies together; laughs at our definitions of ills, our calculations at insecurities. Faith eats lions, crushes dusks. It opens the Iris, and dances our feet where angels and demons fear to tread; is our basic instinct, most abused; Faith: buried under the dust of the stars we shut in Continue reading
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Not-so-Passive Aggression
Last week 7 pm, we saw this young man on the sidewalk, dressed for the season, complete with red glowing horns. “Jitender Kumar,” he said his name was, when I asked him. He was selling little green umbrellas lit up for our diwali that’s just finished. We bought one of the green things, then he Continue reading
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Bought with a Price
November is gold this morning, 6 am, every leaf, gold .. My ginger tea has pepper in it, cardamon, cinnamon, recommended by Sarti, a friend who knows about allergies, ( my allergies to all anti inflammatories, even in oils, lemon, soaps, Vitamin Cs, ugh. Ginger kills histamine but is also an anti inflammatory agent. Not Continue reading
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Favourites?
Hard to say. Anne Mogi was Chemistry teacher. I hated the Subject, but Mogi had drama. She made the formula of Chlorine smell like a cleaned up river! And Math of Ms. Kini- I secretly felt she could terrify God, with her hatred for anyone who didn’t know what 2356855×78754 +4543÷993 was. I got closer Continue reading
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Unseen untouchable moments
..walking on water, sitting in the heart these moments of talking, talking to God. Continue reading
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A holiday with God
a walk in the garden with Him, or in a desert, His Wisdom in my maddening questions, a chat without words, cuz words will never be enough; oh a coffee He brews for us, I’d love a holiday, with Him, a bath in His wellspring of healing, then warm up in His Light, His fountain Continue reading
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Two much!
Two things struck me today as I headed home from a Mall where everything went wrong, except for the sweet old lady at the escalator, she had two bags and a grin, maybe at the fact that she was just plain happy I don’t know. I’ve been suspicious of Escalators. Yea I know – I’m Continue reading
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Colours of the Heart
Do check ‘Mere Inkling: Colors-of-heaven & CS Lewis,’ not a casual read, it provokes sensories. What’s heaven like- what are we ? What Divide binds us together? What Great Divorce reverses our cataracts with Lens that sees thru’ all blindness? “Thirst was made for water; inquiry for truth” C.S.Lewis. The great divorce QUOTES – Prasanta Verma.com Continue reading
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Have you been so in awe, you didn’t take enough pics?
have you been startled by stone step inscription touching your feet, almost pleading attention -the sun, a pure white 37° , it feels like 47; and it hits me in the place where humans store our spirit: am stepping in Era that halved history : BC/AD! Light falls in slabs of Words. Everyone is quiet, Continue reading
