Stories are everywhere, even on the clothes we wear. Cruising along the highway, for some inexplicable reason, I notice for the first time, these stories. The canvas shoes from a country far away. I shudder recalling the moments after their purchase and their significant impact on my psyche for months to come. The distrust of … Continue reading Story of the clothes
Do you fight fire with fire? Douse it with water? Let it burn? This past week has been one such challenge. Arriving in an alien city armed with a less-than-proficient skill for the local language, I found my every attempt to communicate and get things done thwarted by unhelpful and rude attitude. The city was … Continue reading Fire with fire
I marveled at the opulence and grandeur of the place, the awe inspiring visage it presented … for the glory of God, as it is proclaimed. Oh, I am speaking of St Peter’s Cathedral which I visited recently in Rome. The direction to the Treasury of the cathedral took me into a dimly lit room, … Continue reading A little protest
Time flew, and I am aware of a habit of mine – that I don’t do things by half. Either I’m in or I’m out. When the choice is made and I’m in, I give it my best. This is a “work ethic” which I have operated on these decades of my life. To compound … Continue reading a complete experience
Living conscious… to not just know in our intellectual mind, but also to attune to our emotional and somatic experience. It is to pay attention to the happenings of our physical, emotional and spiritual spaces. And I am reminded of this very recently. I rarely dream, or should I say, I am rarely aware of … Continue reading In a dream…
Silence is mystery. That which you can name or label, that which you can interpret or express, that which you can analyse or explain, they are not silent. Silence for me dwells in the indescribable, that which I have no desire and no ability to explain in words but only to experience. You will know … Continue reading It’s a mystery
I am pretty lucky. I live close to modern amenities but not close enough to encounter sensory overload. I have flexible work hours. I have the privilege of choosing where I work so long as I get the work done, and how I work so long the work is of sound quality. With relative freedom … Continue reading The luxury of quiet … and choice
I have been called an over-thinker 🙂 and I shall not admit or deny this. It’s all relative and subject to circumstances. Sometimes it is warranted and thus, is it overthinking? Sometimes I ought to have been a bit more spontaneous, that’s for sure. And sometimes they are moments of reflection, to ponder the meanings … Continue reading A final act
So after many years, I am attending a church service… at St Paul’s Cathedral, London. Choral Evensong is a different experience, one that I didn’t get to attend often. When words are spoken at me, my intellectual and rational mind gets to work. But when worship and reverence is sung, the heart is called and … Continue reading Positive space
These past few months have been a meditation of sorts - on the meaning of life not on the grand scale but on the minutiae of everyday living, mine; and on the impact this life has on those around me. We live in relationship to each other after all, whether we acknowledge it or not. … Continue reading A meditation
We did not lose ourselves because in each moment we were creating ourselves. Decades of life… every moment, every decision a reflection of that moment. With hindsight, we seek to tell of a past with reference to the past previous to that. We held a vision of ourselves in a previous past, and so that … Continue reading We did not lose ourselves.
A quiet Saturday and she, feeling a little under the weather, picked this episode to watch on Netflix. Once again, I am grateful to be given this moment to catch another glimpse into the beautiful soul of this young woman. I was keeping her company, something I know she values much when comfort is needed. … Continue reading Food bliss
"Just as there exists in writing a literal truth and a poetic truth, there also exists in a human being a literal anatomy and a poetic anatomy. One, you can see; one, you cannot. One is made of bones and teeth and flesh; the other is made of energy and memory and faith. But they … Continue reading The truths
I re-read "Eat, Pray, Love" following a conversation with a girlfriend. This Elizabeth Gilbert memoir swept the world, well the Western world, by storm in 2006 when it was published. I read it then, was rather nonplussed, and shelved the book in my collection. I had no idea why I was compelled to re-read it … Continue reading Eat.
I’ve been breathing a lot lately. The deep inhale, tell-my-self-everything-is-alright kind of breath. It’s something I’ve learnt over time to be effective to lower the blood pressure, to calm the heart rate, to calm the mind or so it seemed. And it made me look like a fish out of water, gasping for air. Perhaps … Continue reading Gasping for air… exhaling
Enlightenment calls Art and beauty, science and faith, True worthy compass. ~ FlorenceT This haiku is a contribution to Ronovan's Haiku Challenge #224. This week's prompt words are art and compass. If you are interested in participating, go to RonovanWrites and check out his weekly challenge published every Monday - it comes with "how-to" if you are … Continue reading Renaissance #Haiku 224
Most Christians I have met are helpful and friendly. Few are malicious or vicious. Many are non-judgmental. Yet many have also adopted a posture of being “the chosen ones”, the ones who know best - of what is godly, what is deemed acceptable, what is right, and their judgments of those who don’t ascribe to … Continue reading What’s your story?
Note to self: pay attention to the road. But the random thoughts... Driving along, and noticing council workers “trimming” flora that lined the side of the roads. “Trimming” in this instance was in fact a savage cutting down to create a straight short edge ensuring little or none impeded the thoroughfare of pedestrians and vehicles. … Continue reading Artificial interventions
Do you know what you don’t want? Well, I thought I did. Expectations and norms rule many lives. The “shoulds” of the world seep into our veins and we just are, unquestioningly. We perform mother or father as many have before us and amongst us. We go to work to cement our identity of worth … Continue reading Self-sabotage can be good
Talking about traveling, here's a poem to keep you as you journey into uncharted territories, within and without. When you travel, A new silence Goes with you, And if you listen, You will hear What your hear would Love to say. A journey can become a sacred thing; Make sure, before you go, To bless … Continue reading As you travel, blessings.