My Valentine

As a child in India, I would read anything I could lay my hands on. And everywhere I could find a few minutes of unoccupied time. I’ve read shampoo instructions, scraps of Hindi newspapers, old magazines, my father’s very adult

Merry Christmas!!

Having spent 8 formative years with Irish Catholic nuns, with daily prayers and hymns, The Lord’s Prayer is instinctively my go to prayer. I feel the spiritual uplift in soaring cathedral spaces, the hypnotic processions of crimson clad cardinals, I

The Moment:

My nephew was born Feb 2014 I don’t remember holding either of my girls like this, in perfect peace, mind focused solely on the soft wisps of hair ruffled by the tiny askew cap. I don’t remember feeling this effortless

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