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Soul Ballet 3 | Innerdialects
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Soul Ballet 3 →. September 8, 2014 · 3:00 am. Music Link below Feat Joshua Prabhakar Firebrands thank you for this refreshing cover on an all time favourite : Great is Thy Faithfulness). Gh I trip thru’ this Valley of the Shadow, I fear no evil. Are here; and here and even…. Hush my soul, listen, lay your heart in your skin,. Listen to Peace pulsing within, like an unleashed twin river,like an uncombed mane of Joy,. As if it were normal in this decade of madness :. Soul Ballet 3 →. One response to “.
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October 26, 2016 · 5:13 am. This incredible power of Touch. In the hospital, post – operation recovery room, 3 am : my daughter, after her minor surgery had not been prepared for more needles, tears, stitches. She finally fell asleep. I couldnot. Out of the ten beds in that dimly lit room now, at least four were restless with pain. A woman next to us, had glazed eyes. “Not sleepy? 8221; I asked, sounding stupid but what else could I do, hold her hand? I couldn’t ask. The moment felt sacred. I cook, paint...
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Photographs don’t lie | Innerdialects
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And the reply is ” Sikhona ” I exist for you →. August 23, 2014 · 4:58 am. Photographs don’t lie. Visual Artist Joel Lacire, Brittany France. Look closer, they uncover relationships, relativity, neighbourhoods, soul;. Photo: “The Peace Garden” j.Lacire. Trenches, Defences,. Journals of Peace, of War of dreams, Memoirs of Hope, of Promises or Castles in dust ;. Mt SainteVictore, France,joel.lacire. Istanbul Photo: j.Lacire. 8216;I shoot pictures when my eyes and my spirit are ok🙂’. Enter your comment here.
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Praying distracts me | Innerdialects
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Photographs don’t lie →. August 19, 2014 · 12:07 pm. 8221; Prayer changes things, or changes us, for things,”. They said.I did not understand that till I saw a dying man’s eyes light up like a million suns…. I had prayed that he would live, but when he died that night and the stars shone in his face from another universe; what did he try to say as our fingers fell away ;. Every time I pray for health or wealth, it distracts me : the way my friend smiled at a face I could not see;. Yes praying distracts me.
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Praying drives me crazy! | Innerdialects
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My very dear friend,(accidental blog post? Still looking for my friend Anne →. January 17, 2012 · 5:04 am. Praying drives me crazy! Vihann Noel Pictojournal 2012. Our Eyes meet like for the first time. But I had to go blind;. Our Fingers touched when I. Our Worlds meshed ; we talked. Miles in Silence ;. It is so much easier to touch the visible. Is there the Invisible? The world that can only be met. Aren’t there those in this room. Besides me and mine :. Angels, demons, laughter inside our throat. Then ...
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The worst temptation and I fall every time.. | Ages' Pages
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Twinkle through a Drooping Eyelid. 8220;Your love has set me free” →. September 4, 2014 · 6:03 am. The worst temptation and I fall every time. Is when I pray. For only my child. That he will not be blind. That he will see,. That he will get his own. Laptop and needs, there are so many. That he will be able to cross the street. To pay his own bills, and. At least some one else’s…. I pray much for each of my children each day. But now these words run. Across the street, dear God. Across the street,. On Pra...
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Monthly Archives: July 2015. July 7, 2015 · 7:30 am. 8220;Your love has set me free”. 8220;Your love has set me free”. Via “Your love has set me free”. On I say here what is hard to…. On The worst temptation and I fal…. On Just one phonecall and I …. On This little Lamp of mine. On Doors without walls. On Prayer for this child with a…. On Prayer for this child with a…. On Prayer for this child with a…. On Prayer for this child with a…. On Prayer for this child with a…. No matter what, Baby. Just one phon...
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Eyes are windows to the soul ? | Ages' Pages
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8216;You are Beautiful.’. Doors without walls →. March 12, 2014 · 12:31 pm. Eyes are windows to the soul? We learned that eyes are the windows to the soul ; yours are blind , and a window to a Sky I thought was just blue smogged- grey-black. Who taught you to. Teach without words; leave me alone little one, I have been seduced too long by the ease of. Between a rock and a hard place. 8216;You are Beautiful.’. Doors without walls →. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. No matter what, Baby.
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Doors without walls | Ages' Pages
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Has this happened to you? Trending Peace →. April 10, 2013 · 7:59 am. We are bigger than our address,. Didn’t we know that? Has this happened to you? Trending Peace →. One response to “. March 18, 2014 at 4:39 am. Reblogged this on Ages' Pages. Leave a Reply Cancel reply. Enter your comment here. Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:. Address never made public). You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out. You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out. Enter...
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Letter to my child | Ages' Pages
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My Father’s Eyes →. September 9, 2013 · 6:12 am. Letter to my child. I guess its not always easy – you didn’t ask to be born, didn’t ask for this or that set of parents, you didn’t ask for the way your face grew out, your particular talents or the way your eyes see somethings differently from mine. I did not know how you would grow,. Or not. We never knew, just tried, to hold together, in love. In patience, ignoring some things best ignored, highlighting what we can –. My Father’s Eyes →. September 10, 2...
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