For Lent I’m giving up words!

I know I’ve not been present for ages. The excuse was my new MS. But, for the last 3 weeks, that’s been set down too. I’ve given up words for Lent. The hours I’ve set aside for writing have been dedicated to contemplation. Silence, that’s what I’ve been sitting with. And I’ve been rewarded with … Continue reading

Tonight I’m a swinging 56

I have a confession: this evening I went swinging. I’ve no excuses and I’m not sorry.. They’d put in a new swing set in the park, one big enough for a small adult to use. It’s probably not allowed. And no sane adult would try it during the day, when all the kids are about. … Continue reading

Poetry is the unexpected stranger …

I’m drunk with stars. My nephew, the artist and poet, is visiting with his family. We’ve been indulging in artsy-fartsy conversation, talk that makes me feel drunk with stars. Poetry is … A word picture, my nephew said. Or a frame of words with room for interpretation, I replied. We tossed the definitions back and … Continue reading

Trade the high-flying life for this …

We’re just back from remote Lugu Lake, Yunnan China where a friend traded in her high-flying high-stress corporate lawyer’s life for this:   – the view from her front window – a handcrafted tribal living room – and time and more time to look back at her choices and write all about it. It was a … Continue reading

Sometimes Music is Better …

My father sent this to me. It’s simple, some might say hackneyed. I think it’s beautiful and it’s true. If you believe that we’re all the same under the skin, listen to what this young girl’s saying with her amazing voice. Jackie Evancho – Singing “That You Hear the Cries and Listen to Each Prayer” Have … Continue reading

Why pray for the dying?

The park two doors away is my go to place to unwind. It’s where I commune with nature and with spirit. These past two years, I’ve circled the park often with my rosary beads praying for Wai and Ish and Kwan. Have I prayed in vain? Wai’s funeral was yesterday, Ish’s more than a year … Continue reading

The Difference between Religion and Spirit – A look through Burmese Lenses

Someone told me yesterday I was getting too religious and hence difficult to get along with. That certainly caused me to go look in the mirror and consider my shortcomings. I was hoping that deeper spiritual growth would mean a kinder gentler me. Obviously, this person didn’t think so. Possibly, in my pursuit of beauty, … Continue reading

WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOU DON’T TALK FOR SEVEN DAYS?

SILENCE! Photo Credit: http://www.flickr.com Dani Batz’s photostream I’ve just returned from my 3rd retreat. When I first started going, people kept asking me “Why?”The question was usually accompanied by a concerned expression or a caring touch. “What was happening with my life?” “What was getting too much for me to bear that I needed to check out? To … Continue reading

Mid-Autumn: Why on this night?

Finally, 15th day of the 8th moon – Mid-Autumn Festival.  The moon a beautiful yellow orb. The moon cakes set out with tea. The children traipsing around the garden with their lanterns. The children want to know why. Why on this night we eat these pastry crusted cakes. Why we walk around with lanterns. Why we … Continue reading

Awaiting Mid-Autumn: A Singapore politician’s lesson in moon watching

13th day of the 9th moon of the year of the water dragon.It’s raining again. Unless the weather changes, catching sight of the mid-autumn moon this year looks like an “iffy”  affair. Of course, whether the moon’s fat or thin, covered in cloud or hidden by rain, still it’s there circling above us. It’s just a question of … Continue reading