Category: Thoroughly Mundane
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Vishwakarma and me.
Originally posted on Cantadora – The keeper of stories.: Sorry Plinky in my part of the world it is Vishwakarma and not Michel Angelo Vishwakarma, the sculptor, is busy carving; he wants to carve a person, thing or event from the last month of my life into the glistening marble of immortality. What makes the…
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finding the next step in life.
Here I am at cross roads, with a need to find the next step in life. i have made quite a few decisions without really listening to my inner self. but this time listening and acknowledging myself has not only become essential and but the past three years of working on myself has also made…
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Taking our turn to give people in Need
Taking our turn to give people in Need Dr.Prahalad is a good friend, when he was in town we went to visit another friend .Asha, who was a kind person, but though she did not mention it she subtly kept track of various kindness she doled out, if some one helped her daughter it was…
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Doing our best Personal satisfaction.
Doing our best Personal satisfaction. Sometime back someone told my mother, “if only your daughter would focus on one thing she would be a success.” I was quite put off by this. then came my students Ramleela performance, my husband said, “this was good, but you have done better.” Then my mother told me, “once…
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Thoughts– the creation ground of experience
The creation ground of experience. Venugopal from the Landmark curriculum for living came up with an excellent experiment which he requested a few of us to try. It was just putting on reminders at key places stating “Yes! I am in the present” and then observe what happened. Just by being present to this and…
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Intimacy without responsibility ?
This is something that always intrigued me, the co dependency of intimacy and responsibility, how does this work in relation to our roles, and the roles we play with others. Freedom in a relationship is about becoming very clear about our own co-dependency and the kind of roles we play with others, be it our…