Archives for the month of: July, 2015



Yesterday my family and I sat on top of the cool, soft, improbable sand dunes of Jockey Ridge State Park, NC, simultaneously overlooking the Atlantic ocean and the Roanoke Sound and making for a very intense experience. We were all moved by this unique space, the contrast of sand dunes (Zoya said we were almost in Egypt) and evergreen shrubbery, dotted with marsh land, beaches and vast expanses of oceans. And it was clear to me that we can always choose to be happy if we embrace all that seems improbable but just is.


Thank you Biren for inspiring me to look up monkeys by Japanese artists and rekindling my love for their gentle and precise art.






It feels like summer finally.  My closet is in disarray from when I returned to this country. Its been several months and I feel nothing for those clothes. I feel their fabrics and like time they slip away.

With fairy lights twinkling in the distance and fireworks lighting up the inky blackness outside my window, I feel the passage of time heavily. It is something, time. Real and measurable and tangible.

The peace within is only today. Every day brings its imbalances and my heart sets forth to part the shadows and see peace in all her glory, her bright undimmed fire hiding just a few steps away.

Dogs bark unable to bear the sounds of distant molecules bursting with fervor. It is as I feared. Time has marched on and I am in its hold, sucked into its reality.