and it was not pretty.
In Swami B.R. Sridhar’s “Divine Harmony”, in particular the section named “The Land Of Beauty’’’ the first line gave me hope that…
Warning: This isn’t rocket science people.
I like to consider myself a mindful eco-optimist. Mindful optimism while looking…
A poem
He comes at nightbegging for food,to ignore his pleas would be downright rude.
How about We quit pretending?
when he moves,my soul moves with himevery step,every breath,every nerve is mine
long after the thrill, of livin’ is gone.” ( John Cougar)
The rhythm of raindropsgentle patter,a brief moment of clarity.Of human wonder.
What do We Know for certain?
To Know Me, is to Love Me.
When at last You Know Me, when at last You See
Next life will be spent in mindfulness.More mindful actions to cherish each moment.Next life…