Learning and Unlearning of Dr.Jekyll and Madam Hyde.
sometimes Infuriating, some Insights, some absurdities of everyday life.
Going to Mango meadows is basically about meeting some familiar faces. It reinforces the awareness that one is technically alive. Most people have secret journals, then there people who purposefully stomp with their multihued “Yoga” or “cargo” pants and earphones in place down the “ratha beedhi” the car street for the pedestrian street which is …
Celebrating forgiveness. The prompt of the weekend is celebrating forgiveness. Well this is having me stumped, and Robusta does not help. When in trouble ask mama, and my 75yr. Old mama has a simple rule..(She is a math teacher) that is write the data out, then identify the constant and calculate the unknown. “Forgiveness” seems …
It is Friday and instead of nursing my Robusta at the mango meadows or 91 springboard, and mulling over why Kerala got flooded, I am listening to Maria go combusta... “How can I prove that I am alive? Do you think slicing my wrist will help.” Though the right answer for that would have been, …
With these wonderful workshops that are popping up on relationship building, money healing, leadership building etc. Etc. (BTW I do make some money with money healing.) I am launching a “social diva training” I know it is gender biased I do not know what the male equivalent for diva is, somehow “hone your social dude …
“Mala uttaure Deva” Aunt Ursula was demanding of our father in heaven. Like he would want to saddle himself with another whining, dissatisfied soul. I can imagine her entering the pearly gates and telling St. Peter, “tycha phatley saaf kor” and out of sheer fright St.Peter would pick a duster to dust the pearly gates. …
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The terrible toy eating Toykin is here. Ten pairs of green fleet, Crawling down the Fleet Street. Eyes like a cluster of mustard seeds Tails with shiny crystal beads. Tip toeing, sneaking and peaking. Toykins comes from Toyland, It’s the strewn toys he cannot stand, To the forgotten toys he lends a hand. Quick, let’s …
