:)

Its been such a beautiful day! Sunrays streaming in, flowers on the table and in the garden, greenery outside. Peaceful,content and happy, a luxury many I hope can have too. :)

Spirit

If spirit is peace then that I shall strive to feel
If spirit is breath then I beathe I will
If spirit is love then love I will give
If spirit is selfnesness then that I will strive to be
If spirit is presence then I am present now
If spirit is forgiveness then forgiveness I shall try to give myself
If spirit is not envious then envy I shall not have
If spirit is one, then pieces I will try and gather to make whole

Anonymous

Her heart felt empty and choked
Her outer voice quiet, her inner in turmoil
Her doubts rising
Her questions muted
Her thoughts , her other voice
Her tears her secret
Her smile unconditional
Her words perfected
Her hands outstretched
Her faith her hope

My Heaven

If there is a heaven, I think it's pink, white, and light blue. I think it will be like castles up in the clouds. The air would be light and pure. The smiles everlasting, the faces familliar. There would be no concept of time just the present and presence. There would be sun rays flowing seamlessly all time. There would be an eternity of togertheness with our loved ones, where we would not have to worry about loosing eachother anymore. We would hold our hands and be this way forever.

A bed of pancakes and French toast

That’s what I call the month of Aug to September when my parents visited. I say this because that’s what my mother made for me for breakfast everyday before I left for work. Right after my shower at about 630a.m I could hear the sounds of pots and pans in the kitchen and then I know my mother was up. ( needless to say I did tell her to just get her beauty sleep and not worry about me, but I guess that’s what mothers are made of- homemade pancakes and lots of love! The best there ever is!)

I would then rush with my routine of makeup, drying my hair etc to just get those precious ten minutes or fifteen minutes to sit with her at the dining table with the warm breakfast and tea she had laid out for me. (rush since my bus was at 715 am every morning and it was always a challenge to reach it on time!) So if I was lucky and on time we would sit and my mother would watch me devour her breakfast, then we would just talk about how it was like a dream to sit this way and be together. (normally others realize it much later , but I am lucky to realize this now, and that perhaps makes it more difficult sometimes because I get reminded that this can be ephemeral)

In the evenings, my father and mother would have both prepared a hot nice dinner for us. Everything seems to taste hundred times better when it is made by parents, like they say the secret ingredient must be love! It is so easy to get used to the comfort of family around all the time, isn’t it?

Hence I thought a bed of pancakes and French toast would be apt for the past month, that’s what it has been, sweet, comforting and most of all homely :)

( written around September or october 2010 sometime)

Judgmental? not me :)

It’s very difficult for me to be openly judgmental, and I have accepted the fact that that is the way I am, with no complaints at all. I prefer to judge within myself but be diplomatic on the outside. It’s not because I am trying to lie, or make people have a good impression of me. It’s just that I somehow just see good in everyone. It’s not so hard because no one is perfect, and people don’t like getting hurt. So why do something to another when you wouldn’t want it to be done to you?

Yes, I agree I would never make a good ‘typical’ politician, business women, or anything that requires criticism, judgment. Sometimes we are tuned to think that we need to judge, criticize to survive in this ‘tough’ world. But that’s the irony, the word only becomes ‘tougher’ and more ‘pessimistic’ when we approach it that way. The world can be different through the same pair of eyes if we just ‘tuned’ our thoughts in another direction.

( Written on 2. June 2010, 09:54:44)

Colors

I love colors. I don’t have a favorite, but I do like yellows, reds, blues, and the blends of many more colors I cannot possibly describe, like the color of dawn and dusk, or the dark yet mystic color on a very cloudy day with an impending storm.

The list is just endless.

Family

My happiness depends on those around me, especially my family (this includes my husband of course:)). If my family is unhappy and not at peace at any time I get affected too, and that too every minute of my day would be immersed in unpleasant thoughts.

So I always pray and for the peace and happiness for them even if it means taking something away from me, because I know that that would be worth it a million, zillion times.