Tag: Sense

  • Lessons in Twine

    Namaste We arrive here with a ball of twine, and we skip and twist and wind and it gets all knotted up and we still don’t realize that the thing we are playing with is the number of our days. It is time. The time allotted to us on the face of this Earth. Thankfully,…

  • Rosebush

    Namaste After weeks of nods and smiles and thank you and I love you, my Chinese friend has decided on conversation again. My last visit found him in bed sleeping near lunchtime. I learnt from the Nurses and some of the residents that he was up all night. He did a tour of the place,…