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THE BEAUTY AND POWER OF OUR TEARS

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  “The emotion that can break your heart is, sometimes, the very one that heals it.” Nicholas Sparks   E very time I get overwhelmed, I cry. And, every time I cry, I feel good about myself. I believe, that there is no shame in my tears… I am not at all embarrassed about showing my tears, my fragile veneer. Yes, as long as my tears come from an honest space, I am at peace… I am healed! When I feel grateful, I cry… When I feel anxious and scared, I cry… When I feel joyous, I cry… When I accomplish something, I cry… When I fail, I cry… When people tell me, that I make difference in their lives, I cry… When I feel the touch of others, I cry… When people, who I trust, betray me, I cry… When people, who I love, leave me, I cry… When my child is born, on his every milestone, when he leaves… when he arrives, I cry… I cry on my every ‘prodigal-son experience’… on my every ‘Desert Experience’… When I stand before the vast ocean, behold the amazing hues of...

THE LANGUAGE OF OUR HEARTS

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  “Funny, how a beautiful song can tell such a sad story!” Sarah Desen   S ome ten days ago, Ameya got in touch with me. He had attended our Personality Development programme in 1997. Now a married man, he was asking me if there was something to help his nephew Darshil (14) and niece Tirtha (11). He was very keen, that the kids had to get something from me to help them in their development… Whatever that might be. ‘Whatever’, I said. Because it was ‘whatever’, that Ameya was looking for, I said ‘Yes’ and took the two angels into my fold. We also decided, that their parents, as well as Ameya and his wife – all would join the online sessions… Today we completed six of the twenty sessions, and, I am extremely satisfied the way they are going… When it comes to communication, in whichever form it may be, I encourage everyone to communicate not only with their mind, but also with their heart. While head may project you as an intelligent person, it’s your heart, that help...

AND THE OSCAR GOES TO....

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Did you ever know that you’re my hero? You’re everything I wish I could be, I could fly higher than an eagle, ‘cause you are the wind beneath my wings.” From the song ‘Wind Beneath My Wings’ by Bette Midler I n the morning, today, I received a ‘surprise friend-request’ on FB… It was Danika, the young daughter of my cousin, Oscar Rebello and his wife Mavis.  I said ‘surprise friend-request’, because, while Mavis has been on my FB friend-list for years (and would read my blogs regularly), Oscar found FB and other social-media platforms very superficial. He had told me, many times, that he believed in keeping personal touch, not virtual touch. That seems to be the only reason, why Oscar made it a point to keep in touch, by calling and visiting, with all his relatives, near and far, young and old alike. He has called my 85-year-old mom, who lives in our hometown, Mangalore, almost on every festival and special occasions, while, I may have skipped many ti...
THE WILD, WAYSIDE FLOWERS
There is, always, something extra-ordinary in the wild, wayside flowers...