Posts Tagged: Peace

Flashback to Auroville

It is a beautiful, sunny day in Scotland today.  This weekend I have no schedule.  There are things to get done, but they can wait.  I spent the morning doing my favourite things – reading, drinking tea, listening to music.

Flashback to Auroville

It is a beautiful, sunny day in Scotland today.  This weekend I have no schedule.  There are things to get done, but they can wait.  I spent the morning doing my favourite things – reading, drinking tea, listening to music.

My Grandmother’s Words

My grandmother used to always say, ‘Don’t go eating here and there before you travel’.  In fact, she used to stand on the veranda stamping her feet and tell me the devil would curse me to highlight her annoyance.  (She

My Grandmother’s Words

My grandmother used to always say, ‘Don’t go eating here and there before you travel’.  In fact, she used to stand on the veranda stamping her feet and tell me the devil would curse me to highlight her annoyance.  (She

Under My Rock – Machu Picchu

‘Thursday 9th October 2014 ~8pm Feels like it’s been ages since I’ve written anything.  Let me think where to start. Yesterday we went to this really cute Peruvian/Mexican restaurant.  Salsa music in the background, wood burning stove in the corner

Under My Rock – Machu Picchu

‘Thursday 9th October 2014 ~8pm Feels like it’s been ages since I’ve written anything.  Let me think where to start. Yesterday we went to this really cute Peruvian/Mexican restaurant.  Salsa music in the background, wood burning stove in the corner

An Ode to Airports

There is a certain thrill about being in an airport again. That lingering sense of sleep behind your temples, what ungodly hour did I have to wake up at today? That early morning coffee, nudging you alive from the inside

An Ode to Airports

There is a certain thrill about being in an airport again. That lingering sense of sleep behind your temples, what ungodly hour did I have to wake up at today? That early morning coffee, nudging you alive from the inside

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Reconciliation

Reconciliation. Last night I dreamt of many things, but the theme was one and the same.  Reconciliation. I will spare you the details, for you do not need to know.  But with reconciliation comes peace. Of sorts. Listen with your

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Reconciliation

Reconciliation. Last night I dreamt of many things, but the theme was one and the same.  Reconciliation. I will spare you the details, for you do not need to know.  But with reconciliation comes peace. Of sorts. Listen with your