Festivals
are a time of mourning for us… ever since this Saraswati Puja (from photo)… It
was the first and last time ‘rangoli/alpana’ was made in our house on the puja
day. My mother became her superstitious best after my father passed away in a
few weeks. I can understand now that she just wanted to keep us as safe as
possible…
Learning, unlearning
and relearning about the law of attraction does not help; the reactive mind
wins…
How to be
detached? And is there any fun without attachment? I used to love children;
play with kids of cousins… My mother used to suggest I should join a Montessori
school… But ever since my sister’s girls have come, I have realized that the
affinity I feel for them is something else and touch wood, they love me back
equally! ‘Me’ and mine are important to life and so is learning about the self…
Although we know about it, the relearning has got to be done until it is
genuinely and fully realized…
Until such a
moment, the ‘jaddo-jehad’/struggle is on… Faith, that all is well, is the most important
reminder in this age of awareness, as how we feel in the moment is determining
the next experience in the making… Let’s count our blessingsJ Thank you for being a part of my
lifeJ
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