Peace
-
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
-
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
-
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
-
Happy Woman’s day
…every body that ever was here that’s a woman or appreciates women as they are, sweet kings as they are in spirit and in truth, the finger prints of God in all His glory, I say *** Happy day to ye, makers of beauty, photographers, writers, messengers of hope, warriors in grace, gardens of peace… Continue reading
-
From our home to yours this Christmas 2020!
Part of our Fellowship’s zoom candle light carols night, this was our fam’s medley of old carols and new harmonies improvised; wishing you a blessed day today and always; may the Lord of Light, Peace, Joy & true Love fill your days with His Song, all of now and the days to follow, stay precious! Continue reading
-
Messenger of Peace
We are all bells aren’t we? Every Lil whisper and word or sigh or silence saying so many things : good tidings or not, invites to this and that, to talk, or sing. We are all carols aren’t we? Tellers of stories and state; we choose the rhymes, the way with words, we are messengers… Continue reading
-
10,000 Reasons • When Gratitude Kickstarts Joy
https://chronic-joy.org/10000-reasons-when-gratitude-kickstarts-joy/ by Chronic Joy® | Illness, Parenting | 2 comments y 👈Audio GOD LACKS NO CREATIVITY EVEN IN THE LABOR ROOMS OF CHANGE Two years ago our gentle teenager began to steadily turn into a stranger we could hardly recognize. A new medication put an end to his seizures a year later, but the trial had just begun. We broke… Continue reading
-
7 Hour GLOBAL WORSHIP EVENT (20 COUNTRIES) | Fast/ PRAY FOR YOUR COUNTRY! || HAVEN FELLOWSHIP” on YouTube
Has there ever been a time like this one? Has there ever been a silence like now: each of us one voice asking the same questions/ the same quest for peace/ the same need? We are as a race quietened; we have never before been startled as we are today. I’ve not experienced a certain… Continue reading
-
Yesterday I went got caught in the rain…
paddled in puddles, laughed out loud in my mask, frightened a few men in shop shelter; their eyes crinkling in mirth. The rain fell slow thick drizzle, it tripped a butterfly that sashayed across my face into a nearby lamp post. A wet dog shrugged, its ears flapping to its tail. After a long long… Continue reading
-
The Deadliest Contagion
My Article published in DOVE TALES: LITERARY JOURNAL OF THE ARTS The Deadliest Contagion: writing for peace, rayla noel: That first time I watched ‘Gandhi’, one scene followed me out of the theater door: the one with native police and advancing marchers. Row after row, they went down battered and bloodied, and not one of… Continue reading
-
Emotional Civilization
I’ve been intrigued by Olivia Laing’s article ‘How to be alone’, which yelled for attention in my Google search for global pulse few months ago. *** We have been a planet of People Groups: Consumers/Givers/Sitters/ Standers/ Travellers/ Chatterers… We talked of things we knew; now it feels like we are Letters we never knew we… Continue reading
-
New every morning
Refresh my soul, let the doors of you, open to Peace. Let everything within breathe Grace. May our mind lean on Him whose mercies never fail, they are new every morning. Great is His faithfulness. Greater than all my bounteous lack. His power in my weakness, oh the fact of that. Not I but Christ… Continue reading
-
The Tipping Point
I just watched Trevor Noah on the recent horrific Floyd killing/ aftermath: and what struck me deep as I moved away from his ‘tipping point & domino effect’ is that this is not just one isolated piece of reactivity or discrimination. This is the whole of Humanity reaching a ‘Tipping Point’ in a variety of… Continue reading
-
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
-
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
-
From around my home
A Letter to you: (inspired by a blog-friend) Heal Warrior, know you are Loved by a Force you cannot see, but One that sees you. Regret nothing but what you deprive yourself of tomorrow. Love generously, live every minute, I mean LIVE. Lockdown all noise that Intrudes. We deserve more than we give ourselves. You… Continue reading
-
Beauty for Ashes
Quenched by thirst for True Love. Did this 👇painting last year, after seeing Souza’s Christ( see below 2nd painting for also, his grand son’s Street graffiti of Goan woman praying?) Art is a language all it’s own. When I’m silenced from society and ask myself what I’m at, is when Painting kicks in. It’s like… Continue reading
-
Rage
It is there in the seams of us in the hinge of my shadow sitting, of lashed eye in naked street, ‘tween closed border & shut teeth, ..of all the ill we may conceive, this might be the final viral of this age, soul Rage. *** @raylarn FromWhat to do when you’re in a rage… Continue reading
-
Hiding Place
Join me if you will, in a little corner where the heart is. Yes, ….that stair away from the noise, take a seat, pause please, dearest Lord God, here we, fragile, rest awhile. Something asks to shushlistenlook to a restless Earth ; watch Peace like a Sword touch us thru’ mask & glove, slash open… Continue reading
-
What you see, sees you
Streets, people, trees, blossoms, faces, places, time, family, What you see, sees you- quieting thought that I can effect change, mood, laughter, peace…I am the music of my words, the harbinger of joy, yeah I can re arrange the furniture, heal, reveal a Well Spring of things and streams you & I own deep within,… Continue reading
-
Today is a Gift only you can unwrap
..a designer Key to unlock gates of iron: Today is that Gift we asked for: tiny seconds tripping together, they warned last night of Dawn, and here we are, 24 hours closer to answers we task for; Today is a Gift of colours we mayn’t notice in sill and (coffee?) swirls, in each others’ eyes,… Continue reading
-
Family Fellowship for you, wherever you are: this is as simple-y spontaneous as it can get!
What started two years ago with a few young people across Bangalore city, today was just Family, oweing to ‘Janata Curfew’: people’s voluntary curfew where every Indian stays indoors all day till 9pm this evening. So we got together for today: our daughter Vihan who made our Haven call come true with her heart of… Continue reading
-
Less is more
‘Really.’ I said, feeling nothing at all. His words were kind, minimal. ‘Yes, we are restless as a race. So.’ So, we needed a break, but not to be broken, right? The young Padre smiles, like an old man. He’s seen too much, I guess as he blinks back tears. ‘Sometimes suffering makes us feel… Continue reading
-
When Panic is an Epidemic.
For Go Dog Go Cafè Writers Masi Kuma rang our door bell, 20 minutes before the 2001 earthquake in the neighbouring State of Gujarat rocked our 5 storeyed apartment building in Mumbai, India. I lugged both our little ones down three flights of stair case, to the one wide-open window over first floor landing. It… Continue reading
-
Table for …ten?
For FMF Writers. ‘Table”. Our table seems to expand with every new person. I don’t know how they did it back then, we now are more conservative a Society. (Conservative as in : conserving on personal space/ sharing). We buffet, we carry bag/ take home. We have little side-table, collapsible ones too, with flaps down… Continue reading
-
Global Bowl
Go Dog Go Cafè This photograph ‘Homeless woman‘, from Helen Cherry’s stunning Blog gazed at me all yesterday through Sunday dinner and warm sheets and bed; through our roof in pre-dawn mist and warm breakfast this morning. I can’t get her out of my hair. Her and the billions of Us, asking, asking, asking Questions… Continue reading
