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They said the world would end yesterday?
Never mind. Mayan calendar, Julian’s calender. Dec2012, and another earthlike planet rearing to have crashed here: though after all we’ve gone through recently, anything feels plausible! I did fervently look at sky now and then. And maybe ‘they’ were right. The world as I knew it has ended. If there’s a day left, perhaps we Continue reading
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Happy Fathers Day
To all the dads everywhere and here: have a beautiful meaningful one. And this ones for you my very own Daddy Robert David: pics taken by my sis. ( photo below) Silly banter it went on and on. With only you I could go that way, with decades between us, you were the little brother Continue reading
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Do not weep for the wounded
but look to the Wounder, how low he falls. My brother who died at the feet of evil? Everyday his children rise stronger strong; *** but that one with hell as his mentor: weep for how he was low, so low. My slain brother lives tall eachday, his children rise, watched by the heav’ns of Continue reading
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Where now?
Just park. Lay your handles in the wall, stay in. It’s not impossible to do. It’s the way it is now. How do we do this: The park and Lizac stores, they’re half open. Garim Mall and Ooga’s kitchen, Lily House plants and Maya’s Stop for groceries, they’re all there. No one’s left. They’re quiet. Continue reading
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My daughter a grandmother at 20!
Yes, our second daughter. Sits stunned Cross legged in bed, her entire person shocked, electrified; every ten minutes she goes,”Ma, how do I come to terms with this?” We’re stunned too. Ivory, our daughter’s daughter hadn’t shown. Last week when we met at the gate, her shaggy white ears and tail all waggly with joy, Continue reading
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Don’t go..
Innocence, Joy, Laughter, Honesty, Gentleness, Strength, Peace,Love all these, stay. Don’t go. Please Continue reading
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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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June already 2 days old?
Warm sun and monsoon swaying in, last year this day what were we doing? Taking a road trip was easy, I remember even accepting a job at an Art Centre earlier last year, what a ride it’s been. It is quiet, have you watched a quiet India? Ever? Streets thick with discipline? People sanitised/masked? You 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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Essential delights
At the Home, after the last bell rang and the kids clattered down the two or one flight of stairs, their Taylor Frame Slates & cane in place …(you should watch a blind kid run down stairs!) they served red rice with coconut chutney and bitter gourd fried. It was the tastiest thing I’ve ever Continue reading
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E’en these
‘lips turning to Your skies, even I Lord; even I. Continue reading
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Like hands reaching to the skies..
trees too, like we, pray. Continue reading
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What is man….
Last night as my eldest daughter Vi and I sat talking into the early hours of today, there was this sense of human fragility, of an earth spinning in space, of recent global panic & the puny state of everyday living as we know it. This morning was woken with a strong sense of God’s 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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After the storm
The sun came out first for an hour: its thin light chilled by windy surf. We were cold cold cold in our nails and collar bones, even knuckles. It felt hard to eat anything or touch water; sands stuck 3 inches hard in roof and floor. 2 windows and front door had been pulled out 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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Let be, & be Still.
When Haishu sang it went in you like a shaft of Light. He didnt have a big voice, he didnt do big prayers, just little pauses as if God and He negotiated things as they did chords. The whole experience was stilling. Not anything to do with any gift of Haish’s. It was his ordinariness, 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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Not by bread alone
..but by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God, we live: & may I add, we live not by bread alone but by words that proceed from our own mouths, we live/ or do not live fully….. Words have the power of life and death, they kill or heal the human spirit. But Continue reading
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Like an angel
To all the mothers that bless our earth Momma, you kneeling in prayer – I remember you ~ mornings night, noon days of heart and song you in the fabric of our earth & heaven & us three lil girls, you – now a Piece of Thel & Li & me & all the children… Continue reading
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I thought I was alone,
but the world looks in with need, Its eyes hinge on my flesh for sustenance, I never knew we are befriended by the cries of aloneness like never before …. We need each others faces and voices and arms of tenderness; love is no more an old fashioned abused thing; as a race we are 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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Tribute to a fabulous Human we had the privilege to call our Brother.
We drive off Commercial street (Bangalore, Peninsula India), 3 pm, mid a month’s Lockdown- the streets are clutter free, we are armed with ID and saying ‘Nice!’ through the pain of losing our precious brother Sam. Yes, he would’ve approved. “No big church service, just like he’d want it. No suit…” quiet words from his Continue reading
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These past days on the edge of life, where is his spirit
Last night sometime around 2 am sleep got me in little bits: but my daughter’s words tossed me on pillow. “Hope can be a painful thing,” she said, her face melting with the things I was telling her…. …how I want my brother in law back from the valley of death (not Covid) : how Continue reading
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For deep within, You exist…
…outside skin deep existence. Set me free Lord from selfishness and the pride of Eye. Hold me here where my spirit is, with You, in the reality of Why I’m here at all. Lose my heart to love like You do. Like You do, here beyond the superficial. 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
