Restorative Reminders
Haven’t we made the easiest things the hardest? “…It is important to stand still sometimes. Think of it as a little rest in the long journey of your life. This is your harbour. And your boat is just dropping anchor…
The whole Blah-Blah circuit and Delights of the Ordinary now celebrate the community of over 100 readers. “What is essential is invisible to the eye,”– Antoine de Saint-Exupéry in The Little Prince. It is a good thing to know someone through…
By Anugrah Oh, my Shining Star, That has captured my heart. When the desires to fly are magnificently high. We will proclaim the good. That shall bring in the peace. To drink the truth in its fullness. Then heavens shall…
The wonder of imagination is lasting and what I remember from those days when I was a child, children atrociously outshine in this act of marvel and curiosity. This also I say from my own yarn – that the world…
“We must talk together. For though the world is not five hours old an evil has already entered it.”—C.S. Lewis And here we are now with our world being 4. 5 billion years. The oldest rocks are about 3.8 billion…
If you have lost people in death or distance, you are allowed to be in grief- to grieve. This is how we are created, to give grieving its utmost time. It may take years and years of grieving before we…
Grief is not Grieving Grief is our genuine reaction when we lose someone or something very dear to us. Grief is to recognize and acknowledge our loss. As children our brain learns about the world’s details, to draw patterns in…
Grief is difficult. Loss is difficult. Yet, you can’t really understand grief without studying love. When I lost my mother to a brain haemorrhage, it was winter. That usual time when the sun is still mildly warm but the air…
On a calm morning in May, somewhere in France, in a classroom quarrel, Jacques Lusseyran accidentally hits a desk corner. The blow’s massive enough to make him entirely blind. He is seven years old. ……….. It is now 1941. Jacques is seventeen.…
Though I delight in the ordinary ways I find that a lot of otherwise stuff enters into our stream of verve and goals. Because we somewhere secretly desire to climb someplace up. Not sure where is that up, how will…