Life
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“… if you think adventure is lethal try routine…”
“You can misunderstand this, ya?” The eyes are bright. I breathe deep and say nothing as our coffee steams in the chilly noon. “Ray, I’d die of boredom without some excitement, see…” I want to kick him. ‘Courage in the face of danger,‘ that’s what he looks like now and its messing my heart. It’s… 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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Harmony
It sits cautious. Unwelcome, afraid to upset our tempers: Harmony. memoir of field song, forest sepal, petal of the sun: harmony you Poet in the wilds I’d play you a harp of chords, right here in this Earth-season ripe – for pain. Harmony I’d create you, like a long awaited child, stash you in shelves,… 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
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Miracle of a scar
Scary when they tell you your retina is thinned out in the centre???? These Babes are never wrong. White coats, glossy black sweet bat girl frames, mid 30s? I’m muttering prayer in my teeth. Turns out its just the Macula scar I’ve had: 15 million blind in India, I get a piece of that miracle… Continue reading
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Embracing Life’s Challenges: Lessons from the Sea
That September we had a small celebration, our youngest was a baby. How d’you describe the sea to a blind person, leave alone a tiny human? We did our bit, but he wailed, burrowed face in me. The sand, the huge amount of it, was too much for his little fingers. He’d just begun to… Continue reading
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Graphite & Grace
here, You speak me into existence. Out of non- existence, I arrive, in the shelter of your Eyes. Pieces of Your Peace, graphite & Grace. Ashes & Beauty, Death & Life. In the Shadow of the Secret Place, pages of my life, they fill, with lines You write. And everything within, like it or not,… Continue reading
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“Get used to different!”
If you’ve watched the Chosen series, you know Barnaby (Aalok Mehta) here interviewed by our girl Vihan Damaris. Singn’ insane Influencer. “…there’s no question, yeh Bhagwan, Ishwar, whatever, its there. Its my strength…” Aalok M, ace Actor got me watching closer at this phenomenon called Jesus, played by Jonathan Roumie, supported by the rest of… Continue reading
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Tears of God
I am a tear drop of you, piece of Your iris, fiber of Your gaze.. Continue reading
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there will be Light
..the Presence of the Touch that touches all Continue reading
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Beauty & the Beast
She brings me her drawing book, “Draw something, na. I heard you paint.” Its been a while since I sketched but her eyes draw me into them – midnight velvet eyes, breathless for dawn. Its a hospital, I do not ask what she’s feeling, what’s going on in her young life, is youth as beautiful… Continue reading
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Raining Prayers
We went out for vanilla scoops- 2/each, then met 3 Kashmiri ex- Techies selling Samovar tea…(its a brew of cinnamon flags, saffron shreds stewed over coal & Kehwa steam), 7pm The dark lashed Kashmiri sons & I trade shares of different lives. He has had a bullet wound in his arm. 6ish feet tall, smiling… Continue reading
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Family Secrets
..they travel in our bags and hair, in the lashes of our eyes, in the accents of our curries.The word “Secret” can make you think in darkish undertones, but an “ish” is an “ish”, a suspect emotion. And Families are fantastic streams of discussion. That cupped with traditional plates and sauce of soul-chat, is sheer… Continue reading
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Prisoner of Hope
#WDYS An earth, arrested by her own love for all her species. A Love nothing can destroy: not every last sting of hate, not every last sword – it just keeps her alive: Love: It mutates, re-surrects what all else might kill, for True Love kindles Hope kindles her billion billion pieces of dying Prayers… Continue reading
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We, look for You
Like sunflowers to the sun: You lookin for me to look for You. Who’d’ve thought Creation forever stalks its Creator: even in our vilest cuss, we Address You: We know that we look for You, to blame, or occasionally bless: like a moon to the sun, we watch/ orb Your orbit a whirl to Your… Continue reading
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WORD FALL
Vinepress3 my bloodshadows are thick with a thousand generations of man, but Your Vine saps me to the Word ~like swords strip my thorn Oh Vibe of Heaven in my branch, awoken, rising startled. 🧤 Impression from* Marks Gospel 2 Sapling from wilderness grafted into Christ. “Sap” His Word . His wound , as from the… Continue reading
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3 phrases I saw yesterday that’s shooken me
Believers in zero Supernaturality spread their faith thick. Some pray to ourself or rivers, trees, sun, moon. Or to good people & hymns handing down faith like Habits worn at the altar, at incense fires and bronze- hand-held manageable cross, in gentle Stained- glass lit Shepherd with some pastel white sheep. Cathedral microphones may or… Continue reading
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Yelling out loud, “Peace, please!”
We wait for it, but anticipating sweetness in bitters, is an acquired taste? Yes I can put of, for long enough, my own sense of Peacefulness! Looking for white flags, or better still, making them, is what we don’t do very well? Humans try. And we pray, some. It gives me a peace that surpasses… Continue reading
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Pray
..uncombed, raw from the heart meditations! This was done for a friend, battered by circumstance, and inspired by a couple that asked if I could record a ‘devotional’ – uh not easy, but here it is, 6-ish am., with two images from last evening, birds in trees nearby and this detail thats been asking to… Continue reading
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Super-naturality
Looking at the permanent – Love of God in Christ. Because I can’t look away: Its Him or hell. Nothing in between. Like wheat & tares, goat & sheep, gold & clay. I’m staring at eternity. Not tomorrow, but now, today, here: its all that will remain. Here I pray for blind eyes to see… Continue reading
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This too!
Travel Journo, & for sure, getting financial aid for people in distress! The third? – gettn help to rescue every unwanted girl child/ set up homes for them with older unwanted folk – I’m saying to me, “Copy that.” Continue reading
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Pain Management
My friend Jamil recovered from an auto–immune disease then went back into it. We met two years ago at a restaurant: her eyes like twin lighthouses. How dyou do this Jamil? I want to ask, but words turn to noodles in my throat. She has lil narratives of new meds that work briefly before other… Continue reading
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Speak Life!
…e’en on our grass growing sudden off vase in table. Such surprise (Life) stacked in our teeth, if we believe, if we believe. This morning I hung out the window, the sun yelling down via a few September rain cloud- Speak Life! Ah Lord God, You made the heavens & the earth, What is hard… Continue reading
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The 7Letter Password
Akhiya stares past me into an inner room full of her paintings. Some of her canvas is slashed, others she has painted over and over. She will not show me any more, she says. Her face is a closed door but I cannot leave. She pushes away my John 3:16, her eyes empty with indifference.… Continue reading
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Stonehenge to Eden
You want more evidence of Superior Intelligence? I just had it and am reeling, at how quick my Stonehenge (mental state!) turns to a personal Eden; all with a Deadly Prayer : a prayer that answers the Prayerer. So this happened, few weeks ago: 🌀 The woman glared from across the table; in a minute… Continue reading
