Definitions of Affirmation are annoyingly vague. It peeves me when a word is defined by using the same word in another form, tense or voice. As in Affirmation: The act or process of affirming. That’s a #facepalm moment for me. Of course, you and I know what Affirmations mean. But have we given a thought to their exact nuance? Since I… Read more »
I don’t remember much of the 1971 movie, Do Boond Paani. Every so often though, I am reminded of one of its songs. I play it on a loop a few times and let the lilting music soothe me. While the song plays, without being conscious of it, I absorb something more from the video- something too subtle to put into… Read more »
Declaring yourself ready is the most eloquent statement of passionate dedication and commitment.
Thank you for taking the turns you took, Life. You never let me get complacent; you never let me get stagnant.
My first reaction to this video was of admiration for Jennifer… naturally. She is certainly a girl of indomitable spirit. Although the video speaks only of her victories and the encouragement she received from her family, surely there must have been days, instances, when she would be made to feel incomplete. Not by her family, no, but by others. There… Read more »
A man zoomed noisily into a narrow street in a rundown neighborhood. He was driving a brand new Porsche car, all shiny black and chrome. Its beautiful new alloy wheels glinted like silver. Its sleek contours spoke volumes about its performance on the road. Its engine purred mutely, holding all the horses under the hood tamed perfectly, ready to do… Read more »
Youth is happy because it has the capacity to see beauty. Anyone who keeps the ability to see beauty never grows old. ~Franz Kafka
It’s funny how, in this journey of life, even though we may begin at different times and places, our paths cross with others so that we may share our love, compassion, observations, and hope. This is a design of God that I appreciate and cherish.
~ Steve Maraboli
Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.
Continued from: A Piece of Raw Ginger (I) The storm of her grief shook us both as she clung to me, sobbing. I held her, feeling at once stoic and sympathetic. Grief like that just makes you take a deep breath. You know it needs to be dealt with, one way or another. I held her, letting her create space… Read more »