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Entry 30 Sand dunes

Entry 30 Sand dunes

Walk the path. And when you can’t anymore; Walk another step, and another. Growth is uncomfortable and precious. And time - a single grain of sand. Of all the light there is, the one we don’t see is the brightest of all.   Photo by: thewanderingambivert  ...

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Entry 29 Paths

Entry 29 Paths

The path beckons to the distant horizon, I put one foot in front of the other; slow and deliberate, mindful and aware. As if all journeys are pilgrimages. To go to the next mountain, or the next country. Or to go within. Alive in the knowledge that each step takes me...

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Entry 28 Waves

Entry 28 Waves

White stars rise and fall in an instance, as foamy pillowy waves crash and recede. I hear the beating of the ocean’s heart - steady and constant, loud and silent. Each moment slides into the next, pouring light and wonder into my throbbing heart. Like a lover’s kiss...

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Entry 27 Observe

Entry 27 Observe

I lie in bed and watch the autumn sky brighten from the east in the early hours of the morning. First a faint hint of orange, then a more steady brightness. Very soon, the low clouds blush with pink at their tips before the light changes again. The sky changes so...

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Entry 26 Blue Mountain

Entry 26 Blue Mountain

The blue of the endless sky washes over the mountain side until the rocks are bathed in purest sapphire and indigo. Sugar dust of new snow dance on the peaks, faint and slight, white light that shines through. Solitude is a blessing and silence heals, all past wounds...

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Entry 25 Palo Santo

Entry 25 Palo Santo

I burn the fragrant wood of palo santo, clearing, purifying, healing. The burnt black tip transforms to white ash. The process of burning is always slow. Even in the face of wind, fire takes its time.   I wait and watch in patience, as the red hot ember subsides,...

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Entry 24 Excess baggage

Entry 24 Excess baggage

In my garden now, weeds have sprung up everywhere, which is surprising considering the dry summer heat. But in my absence, friends have said, it rained and then the sun was out and then it rained again. Perfect weather for growth, unfortunately for the weeds as well....

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Entry 23 Rawness

Entry 23 Rawness

The rawness of our times expose the crumbling reality. That what we know, lie in shambles around. Thousand shards.   One must let the light in. Rumi said: Pay attention to the bandaged part of your heart, for that is where the light enters.   Observe....

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Entry 22 Reconciliation

Entry 22 Reconciliation

These days, it seems, the world has gone to pieces and little by little, thread by thread, it is time to weave everything back together. Maybe not to have the same pattern we had before, but new ideas, new thoughts, new ways of navigating these troubled waters. Be it...

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Entry 21 What if it was me

Entry 21 What if it was me

What if it was me? What if I was the one who one day decided to stop loving, stop having affection? What if it was me who one day would turn my back and leave? What if I would leave decades of my life with you behind and walk away? Only to reach out to someone else...

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Week 20 Trees

Week 20 Trees

Every tree has a different sound. There are the waterfall trees where the wind rushes through like water over stone - gurgling, rippling, happy and smooth. Then, there are the wind chime ones. The ones that ring like hollow bamboo tubes hanging outside the door on a...

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Week 19 Fire

Week 19 Fire

Image courtesy: Isha, Sadhguru     The heart is on fire and like wildfire itself burns up everything it touches. Everything that there was and everything that there will be suspended between moments. Hanging on a single thread- fragile and vulnerable. There...

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