I Survived….
As I reflect on the loss of Krishnan 250 days ago, I feel transformed by grief but I also find solace in meditation. I strongly believe in Krishnan’s enduring presence through synchronicities that keep occurring !!
This blog is our space to write about our thoughts, views and notes about our travels. Osho owned 90 Rolls Royces while being a Sanyasi …. The so-felt contradiction is very fascinating and hence the name !
As I reflect on the loss of Krishnan 250 days ago, I feel transformed by grief but I also find solace in meditation. I strongly believe in Krishnan’s enduring presence through synchronicities that keep occurring !!
Reflecting on the journey of writing a chapter in the anthology “Echoes of Becoming” amidst personal grief. The project evolved through collaboration and resilience, culminating with its launch on September 7.
Cheryl Strayed’s memoir “Wild” details her solo hike on the Pacific Crest Trail, exploring themes of loss, resilience, and self-discovery after her mother’s death and personal struggles. I resonated deeply with the book … highly recommend.
29 years of living in Delhi NCR… a lifetime of memories. Thank you Delhi for being our home… just wishing Krishnan was still around for the rest of the ride. 🙁
Kathryn Mannix’s book made me reflect on grief, life, and death, especially given the fact that am dealing with Krishnan’s physical absence. A very thought provoking book !
As Long As The Lemon Trees Grow is set during the Syrian revolution. It traces the life of a young pharmacist named Salama. Do read this well written book. 5/5
Watched The Truman Show a few days back and it was a sense of Deja Vu … we seem to be living in our own versions of The Truman Show !! Thoughts ?
Sharing a beautiful incident from Sri Ramakrishna Paramahansa’s life as narrated by Osho. Ma Sharda waited for Sri Paramahansa to come …. I can only trust her and try.
Osho’s “Krishna, The Man and His Philosophy” helps in understanding Bhagwan Krishna. Osho explains how each of us should follow one’s unique path, as each journey is different.
Remembering how we spent June 23rd last year….Vs today.. when I had to use the prefix “late” for someone who was never late :(. Everything is the same and yet so different.