Today is a mixed bag of sweet and sad, another death in our little East Indian community of Saskatoon. Much love and prayers being sent out to the Chakravarti's and to the Datta's who lost their mom last week and Carla who also lost her Grandmother recently. As much as my thoughts keep fleeing back to all those families, they seem to run far and fast just as often. Every death, every illness reminds me of Dad. I'm sure in time this will lessen, but for now I share in every death, remembering Dad, remembering them, and thinking and praying for their families.
But, I'm just not ready to wallow in grief. Sometimes it is what you have to do, other times it's just not what you can do. Today is one of those days for me, so I shall focus on the promise of a good tomorrow. Jade and I are having a girls night complete with manicures, pedicures, facials and hair masks. I also ran over to Mom's today to pick up this CD she wants me to bring out to Florida, I absolutely ADORE the CD. It's kind of new agey east Indian chanting, and I was getting a bit freaked out about things and Jade turned to me and said, "Just OM it all away."
How right she is is, OM OM Shanti OM. Peace and serenity. Anyone who says religion has no place in life has not lived enough. Whether it be a very strong faith, or just enough to make you find hope on a dark evening...religion can bring something to your life. And yeah, okay I'm not a zealot, and I am not even a properly practicing Hindu, but if you ever find yourself facing a day when you have no one to talk to, your dog's dying and your cat vomitted all over your carpet...try looking up and pleading to God for a bit of sanity and help. Somehow it always works for me. Believe me too when I say had this been 6 years ago I probably would never have blogged about God, or praying or listening to new agey chanting music, but it wouldn't have been because I didn't do it, it would have been because it's such a touchy subject for so many. But hey, it's six years later, I'm older, wiser and harder. I really don't care what anyone else thinks about me praying. So, if you are in the mood, try out this CD The Essence - Deva Premal
and if it doesn't make you feel more peaceful or able to see something positive in life...then ummm, I dunno, leave some mean message for me!
Well, I'm off to find comfort in refined pores, less crepiness around my eyes and full bodied hair. I shall return from the sunny shores of Florida sometime after Tuesday.
Much peace and happiness
Swapna
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Sorry to hear about all the loss for you and your friends. I don't wonder that you experience it more deeply because of your dad.
A few days ago my mom was looking at the watercolor of his that you gave me. She said, "Don't you wish you could have met him?" And I agreed, but then I also realized that if it hadn't been for you writing about his death, that I'd never have met you. Funny that in a way, someone I'll never get to meet introduced us.
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