Perhaps I had a wicked childhood, perhaps I had a miserable youth
But somewhere in my wicked, miserable past, there must have been a moment of truth…
Nothing comes from nothing, nothing ever could
So somewhere in my youth or childhood, I must have done [...]
Entries from January 2008
January 30, 2008
Somewhere in My Youth or Childhood
January 25, 2008
Investigating the life of Jesus….in Vrindavan?
I was really hoping that this program, aired on Channel 4 on Christmas Day here in England, would get put on the internet. It was quite amazing to see such a broadminded and thoughtful program on Christmas day – normally saturated with movies, sitcom specials and carol services. What was even more interesting, was [...]
January 22, 2008
Of seasons, he is flower bearing spring…
Of course, moving through a drenched January into a bleak February, spring is quite far from sight. Inside though, early bulbs of ‘paperwhite’ and ‘tete a tete’ narcissus have been blossoming in my room. They have the most wonderful delicate fragrance that fills the entire upstairs floor of the house. So many are growing that [...]
January 14, 2008
After Inspiration – Resolution.
A the start of this new year, I am praying to be resolute. Resolute means to be ‘marked by firm determination’, something often very elusive, for me at least.
There are so many things in my life which have great importance, yet I am not resolute in my determination to dedicate quality time and attention [...]
January 13, 2008
A Wet Morning With Thyagaraja
I drove to my violin class on Friday morning, navigating the small lakes that had appeared on the roads overnight during the heavy rains. It was a wonderful class. Every one is, but I felt particular joy in this last one, that grey day, as I rehearsed some older pieces with my guru, and he [...]
January 9, 2008
Sri Sri Radha Vrajmohan
My deities today. I bought Krsna’s beautiful crown in Vrindavan, and found his peacock feather at the foot of Govardhan Hill.
January 9, 2008
I am liking very much!
On Monday I finished all of my coursework assignments and handed them in. One of them was a short essay on the dialect ‘Indian English’ and it’s context within Britain. My teacher reacted with interest when I told her I wanted to write on this topic, instead of a regular British regional dialect.
Devotees must seem [...]
January 4, 2008
Random Poem
Some might say they think they can
Some might say they won’t
But the ones that say they never will
Most definitely don’t.
