The books on my shelf tell a story. They tell a story of me. I believe we are drawn to certain books for a reason. And the preference changes over time. Our collection of books tell of who we were, who we are and perhaps who we would like to be. They indicate our desires … Continue reading Book journey
I recall reading somewhere (though I do not remember where otherwise I would have quoted it here) that our children are here to teach us something about life. Wise words, indeed 😉 ? I am often reminded of this when parenting challenges arise, such as when I ran out of solutions or strategies to deal … Continue reading Are you noticing?
Days are flying by so it seems, and today I noticed my last post was 11 days ago. That's a long time between posts. I have been writing though, just not blogging. Sometimes the writing bug is satisfied elsewhere. And the privilege of choice did not escape my attention. Here, surrounded by books, writing tools … Continue reading Waking with gratitude
I have been listening to music and watching a lot of music videos lately, more so than usual. The wonder(?) of AI on social media platform meant I was recommended more music of the genres that I liked. And as I kept following those recommendations, more of the same would arrive. I “discovered” artists I … Continue reading Music Taste
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
For the ones who neglect themselves, who prioritize others' wellbeing, remember. It is not a selfish act to work on your own selves. In and through your growth, you embody and model, inspire and en-courage others to their better selves. You are better able to be in relationships that serve and nurture. Food for thought … Continue reading Imperfections
I am short in stature, petite as some would say politely. Compared to others around me, I have not had many opportunities in my life to look down at anything. Look at, yes. Look up, often :-). Over the years as my interest in photography increased, I learnt to look at things from different angles … Continue reading Composition of your life
What do you focus on? What do I focus on? We often hear “pay attention and you will see”. Or the common refrains - “be conscious” and “be mindful”. Yet sometimes, not paying attention isn’t such a bad thing. “Let it be” and “ignorance is bliss” as the sayings go. Exhortations, sayings, contradictions…which is true? … Continue reading How do you carry your life?
My independent streak has led me to many places, and in my memory, all good or at least, most worked out for the best. It has helped me be a better parent and child, supported my career and my sense of accomplishment. Yet I am not without a need for support, a desire for someone … Continue reading Independent badass
I walked the streets of Rome and Florence mostly alone, spent a bit of time with colleagues (eating is a communal experience), and did a couple of tours with groups of strangers. Oddly it was eating alone that was (relatively) most uncomfortable. Probably because I wanted to order a selection of foods and realized there … Continue reading Travelling on my own
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…
Artists know their territory. I was reading “The War of Art” by Steven Pressfield recently. One of the many “messages” in the book was that an artist (we all are!) knows his or her territory. We bear the creative impulse to bear and bring forth our “thing”, whatever it may be – music, performance or … Continue reading An artist’s territory
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 was lucky there was no physical injury, merely a loss of property. A bruise to my ego to be scammed; it is some consolation by the fact that I was being kind and helpful. It was the loss of personal items and conveniences that bothered me more than the loss of cash and credit … Continue reading Kindness of others
Jet lagged, and my body can’t sense its clock. This is not about sleeping or waking, feeling hungry or otherwise. This is the “clock” which senses the passing of day… it knows the sensations of morning, noon or night no matter if it is tired. It activates accordingly, and there is a certain flow to … Continue reading A lesson of jet-lag
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
The mysterious mountains this afternoon was engulfed in fog. As I drove through the fog, the view barely visible 5 meters beyond, the mystery of what’s within the purple grey hues teased my imagination. Looking out the windscreen, I saw the outline of trees hidden in the breaths of this ancient magnificent land. In that … Continue reading A foggy day…
“You look 30!” she said, and a certain gladness filled my heart. And almost instantaneously a denial made its way from my mind. But this time, it did not pass my lips. Instead I smiled and thanked her, for the kindness she’d shown and grateful for the uplifting moment. It is alright to receive praise, … Continue reading praises & criticisms
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.
Spending a weekend learning about camera and sound recording doesn’t leave much room to ponder about life. The session though was informative and creative… lots of fun. In video recording terms, sounds are either signal or noise. There is a measurement – a signal-to-noise ratio (SNR) that works for any recording. SNR is used to … Continue reading Signal/noise… life