Spring is in all her glory…here in Austin.
The chirping of the birds…if only, we would stop and listen.
Gather the rose of love whilst yet is time. – Edmund Spenser
There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
Bluebonnets are the state flower of Texas and they bloom during spring…to capture my breathe away.
I can’t enough of the beautiful roses in bloom everywhere.
It is such a beautiful sunny day here in Austin.
I got off my chair and went out in the sun and stood there for a few minutes…enjoying the howling wind and the bright sun.
Back to my desk and to do list.
Our souls are the very essence of who we are, therefore, they require nourishment just as our bodies do. – Unknown
I am typically running around like a nut case trying to get through the day.
Today evening, after a long day, I made a conscious effort to be mindful and be in the moment.
I made some chai for the boys and served it to them.
Then, I went out and sat down to enjoy my cup of chai.
I noticed the evening sun peeking through the trees.
I saw the bees buzzing around the grass and flowers.
I felt the nectar dripping on me from the pink flowers above.
I heard the birds chirping near and far.
I tasted the ginger as I sipped the chai.
I saw the sun setting. It made the blades of grass glisten.
Then, as the moon came out, I saw the lightening bugs flashing by me.
I just sat there.
I couldn’t have normally held myself in the chair for so many minutes.
My instinct would have been to hurry the boys through dinner, catch up on email, and get thru my never ending todo list.
The only reason I sat in the chair and was mindful, was because Lata Ji was with me. She was singing Ae Dil E Nadaan…just for me.
Here is her enthralling voice:
Her voice was so ethereal and although I didn’t understand a word of what she sang…I sat there entranced and absorbed in the evening….with so much joy and not a care in the world.
It was a special evening.
It is one of those evenings that will flash through my memory, as I draw in my last breath.
I hope you had a good evening.
When I was a little girl, I had this recurring dream.
I was a bird.
Sometimes, I flew over green and fields.
Sometimes, I flew over lakes and rivers.
I flew with a sense of freedom.
This uncanny sense of flying stayed with me for many years.
It also led me to dream of being a pilot or astronaut.
To fuel my dream, Appa encouraged me to write letters to ISRO (Indian Space Research Org) and explore opportunities.
On a beautiful Spring day in 2012, Adi, Kumar and I went parasailing together on 3 seater. Kumar was in the center. Adi and I were on either side of the parasailing seats to balance out the weight appropriately.
The boat took us out to the Pacific Ocean and we para sailed with for glee for a few minutes. That wonderful feeling of freedom I’m flying rushed back to my memory.
The rush of ocean wind on my face and my legs dangling free… the whole feeling of freedom…. the scent of salt water…. all of that was visceral.
To this day, when I take a flight, I am fascinated with the engineering and mechanics of what humanity has made possible.
What recurring dream did you have during childhood?