THIS IS WHAT LOVE IS

When you fall in love, it is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then it subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part.

Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness. It is not excitement. It is not the desire to mate every second of the day. It is not lying awake at night imagining that he is kissing eve...

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    Today I am grateful for a beautiful peaceful day, sunshine and warm weather and dry enough trail to not wear boots! Yay! Grateful for running a bit in the non-muddy parts and feeling free and and happy! Grateful for feeling supported by the Universe, for inward time and meditation and yoga, reading and writing, and for juicing and yummy fresh juice. Grateful for getting a lottery ticket 17 seconds before cutoff, now that would be a good story to tell after winning!! : ) Grateful for connec...

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      This is just divine..from the Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan (Urdu/Punjabi: نصرت فتح علی خان‎; 13 October 1948 – 16 August 1997), a Pakistani musician, primarily a singer of Qawwali, the devotional music of the Sufis. Considered one of the greatest voices ever recorded, he possessed an extraordinary range of vocal abilities and could perform at a high level of intensity for several hours. Extending the 600-year old Qawwali tradition of his family, he is widely credited with introducing Qawwali music ...

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        Yeah, I am.

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          Jaya Chauhan

          I am fully embracing my crazy within me and its been a process and it wasn't always like this.. I'm beginning to realise that life would be pretty dull otherwise.. I think you would agree here Tanya??
          Aging with grace now and taking what i have and pouring my caring into that and that flexibility is, i think what we really need to foster....its critical in order to keep myself from losing contact with my birthright which is to be alive. Life is to enjoy all shades of it for even in the suffe...

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          Jaya Chauhan

          Not my monkeys..not my circus is my mantra these days though I do get knocked down just like anyone else in the moment..I'm human!!

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        I am grateful for getting my blissiplines done.

        I am grateful for the phone conversation with my sisters friend, who really should be on Oasis with all she does and is. Amazing. It was a great conversation where we could talk about topics, I would´t share with many people on earth. It was great to hear about her experiences and her wisdom and to share with her the miracles in my life of the past year. So fun to remember them.

        I am grateful for getting this mail today by Bill Harris (Holosy...

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          Jaya Chauhan

          Be careful of those money sharks across the ocean from where you are sweet Arzu..never part with any money on the net unless you know something about it and there is some certainty of a fair exchange for your deutsche mark....lots of clever marketing and psychological hood winking going on..just saying..big hugs for you Arzu!!!

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        THE SOUND OF SILENCE

        As promised, here’s the original 1964 version from the album “Wednesday Morning, 3 AM.” Just Simon’s guitar and the vocals.

        Not all silences are the same. This weekend spend some time listening to the many sounds of silence and see (or hear!) how different silences have different meanings.

        Draw a list of the various flavours of silence you can come up with.

        The silence of awe and enchantment
        The silence of mystery
        The silence of repressed anger (the silent treatment)
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          Jaya Chauhan

          Hello darkness, my old friend
          I've come to talk with you again
          Because a vision softly creeping
          Left its seeds while I was sleeping
          And the vision that was planted in my brain
          Still remains
          Within the sound of silence

          In restless dreams I walked alone
          Narrow streets of cobblestone
          'Neath the halo of a street lamp
          I turned my collar to the cold and damp
          When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
          That split the night
          And touched the sound of silence

          And in the naked light I saw
          Te...

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          Jaya Chauhan

          This gives me goosebumps...mmmmmwah!!!

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        SOUND OF SILENCE

        This morning I engaged in some “musica divina”, a take on “lectio divina”, using a song or a piece of music as a text for prayer. I immersed myself in Paul Simon’s The Sound of Silence as rendered by the American heavy metal band from Chicago, “Disturbed”.

        According to Songfacts Paul Simon took 6 months to write the lyrics, which are about man’s lack of communication with fellow human beings. He averaged one line a day.

        Here’s one way to go about it

        Sit relaxed and composed. Take a few deep breaths. Read the text slowly, a couple of times, audibly and silently. Listen to the song two or three times, allowing for a couple of minutes of silence between each listen. Sit quietly for an extended period (five to ten minutes will do, for beginners). Then listen to the song one last time, paying attention to your feelings. Allow your whole being to zone in on one word or phrase. That will be the phrase you carry with you throughout the day.

        (Note that I’ll be posting the original version from 1964 in the next post.)

        Hello darkness, my old friend
        I’ve come to talk with you again
        Because a vision softly creeping
        Left its seeds while I was sleeping
        And the vision that was planted in my brain
        Still remains
        Within the sound of silence

        In restless dreams I walked alone
        Narrow streets of cobblestone
        ‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
        I turned my collar to the cold and damp
        When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
        That split the night
        And touched the sound of silence

        And in the naked light I saw
        Ten thousand people maybe more
        People talking without speaking
        People hearing without listening
        People writing songs that voices never shared
        No one dared
        Disturb the sound of silence

        “Fools,” said I, “you do not know
        Silence like a cancer grows
        Hear my words that I might teach you
        Take my arms that I might reach you”
        But my words like silent raindrops fell
        And echoed in the wells of silence

        And the people bowed and prayed
        To the neon god they made
        And the sign flashed out its warning
        In the words that it was forming
        And the sign said
        “The words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
        And tenement halls
        And whispered in the sound of silence”

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          Arzu

          Huch, did not expect the goosebumps. Powerful ending. Just listened a second time and I liked it even more than the first time with all the emotions erupting at the end. Wow

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