Take a left turn, and you will see a teashop with a red roof. You’ll get a complete roadmap, along with steaming tea. Do stop over. My head was spinning – déjà vu – this sounded too familiar for comfort. I’d been robbed there on my last trip. “Hello, haven’t we met before?” He disappeared. … Continue reading Red Roof
silhouettes of the soul bent, broken, aching footsteps stories so inconsequential in the backdrop of the sky a light within – floating in air on wings of wisdom and love lessons of a lifetime carrying the universe through https://amanpan.com/2019/08/05/brewnspew-cafe-august-5-2019/
The destruction was gut-wrenching, undoubtedly. What sets it apart is the will power to survive, regenerate, rebuild and be watched in awe by philanthropists, historians and others. I’m sure the souls who departed then, are back now in the same place – empathizing, commemorating, helping their brethren to live again. They are whole again – … Continue reading Hiroshima
“He cannot carry the weight of his bloated ego anymore.” The watercooler gossip was both dejected and vicious. My colleagues couldn’t take the humiliation and abuse any more. “Wait for it to take a nosedive. It is the only way to go from that altitude.” (252 characters) https://katmyrman.com/2019/08/06/twittering-tales-148-august-6-2019/
a free soul shouts groaning under its own weight -I can take no more un-spin the thought yarns you’ll find a way out -wisdom of the sky https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2019/08/06/photo-challenge-275/
A perspective by kittysverses ….
Generation gap, is the title that is given if a person of one generation doesn’t see eye to eye with a person of the other. While the older generation is incorporating their values, the younger ones either follow if they find it of relevance, or merely adjust it to suit the prevailing times. While the older ones can’t blame or compare the younger ones as not being as capable/ wise as them, for it’s them who have incorporated the values, the younger ones shouldn’t make mockery of the bygone generations for not being as modern as them.
Everything boils down to a matter of perspective. Same situation elicit different reactions from different people, stranger still, same situation elicit different reactions from same set of people at different times. Here, nobody is right, neither is anybody wrong. A rainbow can be seen as 7 different colours or a single spectrum of…
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VJ Knutson has a soul-searching challenge here ….
Growing up, my mother told me over and over that I was not loveable. I heard it so often, it became a personal truth. I didn’t examine or question it until my former husband told me, after seventeen years, that he didn’t love me, had never loved me.
Of course, I told myself, I am not loveable.
And then my rational self kicked in, and yelled: NOT TRUE!
It was time to examine my belief, and make adjustments.
Beliefs can build us up, or they can hold us down.
This week, let’s think about the beliefs – personally, socially, culturally – that define our realities.
Look forward to your responses.
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A godman has been arrested, after being charged for several episodes of rape and murder. The news is being flashed all over media. There appears a woman, and then, a few more… I could have walked past them in a crowd without looking twice, but the hollowness in their demeanor holds my attention for now. … Continue reading I Believe….
Read on for Michael’s brilliant take on Perspectives….
Around him, people sang, danced and engaged in conversation. To him it was a cacophony of noise, he felt disorientated, confusion mounting he knew it was not a good place to be.
His sister had married, children had come, he related to the children, he wanted to be like her…normal.
In his mind were vast empty caverns where thoughts bounced back and forth, unable to make sense of it all he would lash out, become violent and then once he had attracted the attention he thought he needed he would try and re-think what had happened and try and move on.
He didn’t like being like he was, his view of his world was a narrow perspective, and as he grew older, it became worse. The small innocent boy he once was grew into a man, with man-like strength and a tongue that had no trouble acquiring the language he…
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