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Category Archives: Love
It is just a wish, a description, an ideal, but still with no face. But I know there is not just one. But where and when and how? Questions that are not easy to answer. Questions that are beyond me … Continue reading
Beauty speaks through the crunching sound of dried leaves. Alone and lonely on a long walk, it makes so much sense. I think this is how we fall in love.
He lives his life the way it used to be and a little bit more. There are times when he is so quiet and he knows why, and he understands and then…he remembers the deep resonance and distant echoes of … Continue reading
True love goes deep into the silently flowing river of our being. That is how we are supposed to love, when we go deep, when the river goes up and shows up as tears, tears of inexpressible joy, tears of … Continue reading
There is a certain kind of rightness when the rain pours and flowers bloom. There is gentleness when moonlight quietly slips through a slightly opened window. Everything perfectly connects in the highest order of things. They are deep expressions of … Continue reading
I am walking and contemplating while snow falls and a squirrel eyeballs me cautiously. And it feels so right as I think of the continuous day by day unfolding of those inner stirrings, those inner cosmic dances that never cease … Continue reading
I don’t know the logic of the universe as to why there is this mysterious geography that separates peace and suffering. I don’t know why people have to endure harsh times many times over in their lifetime. But do we … Continue reading
There are tribulations but there is also a deep longing for a greater meaning, a greater purpose, a greater truth, a greater love. That deep longing is a deep ache. And it tells who we really are. So Mysterious.
The cold wind gasps, the clouds weep. It was their last time to see and to say goodbye to that departing leaf of autumn. Everything has changed. Their world will be different from now on though they will still go to work, brush their teeth, drink … Continue reading
Early autumn morning no need for words drinking tea is enough.