Restored
Restored, is a poem and also a wish that I share with the entire human and non-human fraternity: May we make it come true, so that peace can truly rest on our brow.
Restored, is a poem and also a wish that I share with the entire human and non-human fraternity: May we make it come true, so that peace can truly rest on our brow.
What is the true cost of our purchases? Aren't we paying with contentment, free will, and the privilege to exist as natural beings. Created by nature, converted by thoughtless consumption. Let's restore our agency.
Hindi Reconstruction of Brothers of kin by Nandini Patodia. A sensitive representation of the original poem. I thank her for wishing to spread the message in the poem across India.
Respect, Care and Include is the story of another book. A story based on three values that lead us on a path, which takes us back home. Home is where harmony resides. It’s up to us to walk this path. When and how we do it is our choice.
I've been looking for harmony for a long long time, High rises hide it; trees share it, but they aren't always around (increasingly so); the sea makes me long for it. Everything has only but added to my cellular memory of it. I have finally started to understand where to find harmony, and am now learning the way--the way to it. Join me in harmony.
Respect is not reverence or admiration, it is the acknowledgment of a separate life with its own need for fulfilment. It is at the heart of love. It makes us capable of caring for the wellbeing of another, and it includes the for, the to, and the from.