Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Speak Truth


two questions

“ There are only two questions that human beings have ever fought over, all through history. How much do you love me?’ And, ‘Who’s in charge?’ Everything else is somehow manageable. But these two questions of love and control undo us all, trip us up and cause war, grief, and suffering. ”

Elizabeth Gilbert (Eat, Pray, Love)

Love is..


Love, Light and Guidance to the people of Japan.

It’s not too often that I am moved to silence. The Earthquake in Japan has done just that.
A few words can describe my overwhelming sadness above that my frustration in my inability to turn that sympathy to action.

So here i am sending as many prayers as possible.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Consciousness.

"The 60′s were a leap in human consciousness. Mahatma Gandhi, Malcolm X, Martin Luther King, Che Guevara, Mother Teresa, they led a revolution of conscience. The Beatles, The Doors, Jimi Hendrix created revolution and evolution themes. The music was like Dali, with many colors and revolutionary ways. The youth of today must go there to find themselves."

~Carlos Santana

"My horizon on humanity is enlarged by reading the writers of poems, seeing a painting, listening to some music, some opera, which has nothing at all to do with a volatile human condition or struggle or whatever. It enriches me as a human being."


~Wole Soyinka

Books.

"All the books we own, both read and unread, are the fullest expression of self we have at our disposal. ... But with each passing year, and with each whimsical purchase, our libraries become more and more able to articulate who we are, whether we read the books or not."


— Nick Hornby

About me.


Not a lot of things bring me more joy than my Love for places, people and far away lands. I love the mystique of destination, its patent treasures and its people. The memories I collect are mostly sublime and are always, always life affirming.

The girl in the mirror.

The girl in the mirror caught my eye briefly…It is an uncanny feeling, that rare occasion when one catches a glimpse of oneself in repose. An unguarded moment, stripped of artifice, when one forgets to fool even oneself.
~The House at Riverton, Kate Morton

And I quote