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Gift of Life...

 



I  realise  I am a beauty junkie. Always on the lookout for the experience that brings tears of awe to your person. I guess it is all right because there is just one life to live and as would have it I would like to live it to the fullest.I  have travelled a bit and I have a whole bucket list unticked yet.Some things I call it my short life,I still cherish forever. I have had the experience to meet up and get close to exceptional people ,some of them extremely rare species who stick out from the crowd.

One such friend during my early years just looked across the bench to me and said something which has stuck with me forever. Having been to Auroville in Pondicherry, one suddenly exclaimed,' There is a glass crystal in Auroville, when the sunlight falls on it  it reflects the light beautifully and it is breathtaking to say the least. You should see it.The crystal reminded me of you.'I have not seen that crystal till date but I remember the eyes of the person when it was said ,it could not have been more beautiful than the crystal ball in Auroville.It is a treasure I keep buried deep in my heart which I keep going back to when I find life tough.

Another time the same friend called out my name and when I walked out to the corridor I saw around twenty newborn babies beautifully wrapped in pink and blue being brought in for vaccination to the clinic.It was a picture of hope and life and a gift which I have never erased from my mind.

Another time I was visiting the bath cathedral with my neice .Having entered the bath many times before I bought a ticket for my niece and decided to enjoy the bench, the sunshine, the colourful crowd, the stained glass window,the pigeons and the cathedral....it is already so beautiful and suddenly someone started busking Opera. For that moment in time I was transported away from that already beautiful place to another dimension and I felt my eyes moist even as I sat there transfixed.I walked up to the lady and I told her how beautiful it had been.It is a beauty I often go back to when I need some strenght .I bought a little momento then as a reminder of the beauty. I gave that momento to a friend recently.

Sitting by river Ness  as it comes and flows into Inverness, I just sat on the bank near a church with this crisp notebook  and a pen and the first thought that crossed my mind was ,It must be the most beautiful place on earth.

This gift of life is so real and has been my inheritance at those places where one would not expect it, My sincere prayer is I will not miss those rare God given gifts for man-made institutions and man made agendas that has made everything plastic.May the Lord give me the strength to squeeze beauty out of the short journey He has given me.

To the evolved souls the Lord has given me the privellage to meet-You stand out in ways the world may never see you/

Amen




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January 17, 2025 at 8:42 PM
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