Colours of Faithย 

This season sees a multitude of men and women undertake a journey by foot, walking hundreds of miles sometimes, to collect the pure water of the Ganges in Haridwar and take it back to their villages and towns to bathe their family deities with that water. 

They never keep their beautifully decorated water carriers on the ground. Good samiritans and the government provide rest stations with stands made in them where they place their pure water, rest, eat and carry on with their journey…. Sometimes alone and in small groups at other times… 

It’s a show of their faith and quite a few walk bare foot… 

Peace be with you…ย 

This is a permanent fixture in my bedroom. All the pieces have come from different places as gifts from loving souls. They go well together, therefore, whatever else changes in my room this remains the same. 

In the early morning hours, this arrangement gets the first rays that enter our room, systematically lighting up the leaves of the money plant and then the silhouette of the peaceful image of the Buddha.. ๐Ÿ˜Š

This calms my mind. Quite often it is surrounded by paints and paper and brushes, but nothing affects it.. And therein lies the biggest lesson  it imparts me… There will be times when you are surrounded by chaos and mess. Remain centered, remain peaceful and calm… This too shall pass…. ๐Ÿ˜Š

Tea Talks๐Ÿ˜Š

*Drinking From The Saucer*

_by John Paul Moore_
I’ve never made a fortune,

And I’ll never make one now

But it really doesn’t matter

‘Cause I’m happy anyhow. 

As I go along my journey

I’m reaping better than I’ve sowed

I’m drinking from the saucer

‘Cause my cup has overflowed. 

I don’t have a lot of riches,

And the going’s sometimes tough

But with kin and friends to love me

I think I’m rich enough. 

I thank God for the blessings

That His mercy has bestowed

I’m drinking from the saucer

‘Cause my cup has overflowed. 

He gives me strength and courage

When the way grows steep and rough

I’ll not ask for other blessings

For I’m already blessed enough. 

May we never be too busy

To help bear another’s load

Then we’ll all be drinking from the saucer

When our cups have overflowed.

*May your cup always overflow.*๐Ÿ™