Showing posts from April, 2012

37 things

I have been following "the Art of Non-Conformity" for some time now... check out the latest post  truly inspired me... For me, conformity and change are two giant words... When we tire of conformity we seek change...and then once that feels constricting or conforming, we again seek change...hmmm..what a lot of "C" words!! Though technically I should write 34 things, I am 3 years passed 34 and so it is that I have embarked on putting down 37 things that I have learnt about life ~ Kindness is tough to practice at all times, but if it becomes a way of life then there is no other more powerful space. ~ Music is the greatest mood changer ~ Discipline is a highly misinterpreted word, it is not about another person standing out there dictating rules, but it is when you develop a conscience that will never ever allow you to waver from your core self at times of conflict ~ Understanding another person's feelings is the greatest/ kindest gift you c

Puncture Friends

A Couple dropped by yesterday... Sunday morning surprise....catching up They are one of the few my spouse is comfortable chatting up with... An interesting word popped up then: Puncture Friend  Apparently He calls my Spouse his Puncture friend, What an interesting word, so many meanings to be derived from that An obvious interpretation of that word is that, this is a friend who you would call to fix your puncture, especially when you are stuck in the middle of the night somewhere and are desperate for help...that is taking it literally Figuratively He/ She is the friend who comes to your mind when you need something, and who you know no matter what time; what eleventh hour you need them, you can ask them for help... Hmm...puncture friend... am I one? I think...  I would consider it an honor if even one friend of mine would say that to me.... And do you have one?

Its only words...its all in your words

Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep By Mary Elizabeth Clark Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there; I do not sleep. I am a thousand winds that blow, I am the diamond glints on snow, I am the sun on ripened grain, I am the gentle autumn rain. When you awaken in the morning’s hush I am the swift uplifting rush Of quiet birds in circling flight. I am the soft starlight at night. Do not stand at my grave and cry, I am not there; I did not die. What a beautiful poem, certain people have a way of saying things beautifully. Every day I realise that  

I feel her embrace

 A reconnection with land and water, This landscape begs for a story in verse A journey transports us into new and new found experiences Anxiety and doubt clouds my soul past memories vague newer ones more potent and chilling Whats all this hoo-haa is your question a trip that never has been~ A road less traveled by many yet all those who have, return to smear, splash, paddle and connect. The rustic way compliments the soul as it settles into this way city squeams thrown away as we embrace the natural way the pristine waters entice us seductive beguiling...inviting She promises us experiences and we embrace it with ardor Choosing to flow with her, move with her, an incredible dance between nature and the nurtured To feel her loving embrace a camping weekend on the Western ghats along the Sharavathi river with children, a commune with nature, a feeling relived after many many years...of wonder and freedom,  space and love,  happiness and shar

We visit Bylakuppe

Bylakuppe is a beautiful place to visit if you want to soak in culture. Namdroling Monastery is a place I have wanted to visit for sometime, having heard and read that it is largest Tibetan settlement outside Tibet.... The drive was long and we were looking for the Golden Temple...and did we find it... The timing was perfect, the nuns and monks streaming into the Temple for their mid day Prayers....the sound of the chant...echoing elaborate mantra... .tea served between prayers... a world so beguiling and different... This particular Fresco caught my eyes...surely there is a story here...I thought... Surely is a Jataka Tale, and apparently this Tibetan Motif is seen in most cultures that follow the Buddhist way of life.. The story itself talks about Cooperation and Harmonious friendship...but the prelude to the story makes it more interesting...In some stories the Buddha wanting to show his disciples that there is no hierarchy in friendship shar