Imagine yourself on your deathbed. No, really! Take a moment and imagine that. Will you be happy that you lived your life in the best way possible? Will you have a sense of satisfaction that you pursued all your dreams and made them come true? Or would you be wringing your hands in despair thinking … Continue reading Living Life to the Fullest
It has been a while since I last blogged and I'm writing to share the realization of a long cherished dream. My struggle to find full-time employment in my field is something that shows up in my blogs from time to time. Regular readers are familiar with my transition from unemployed to underemployed to doing … Continue reading The Fruits of Perseverance
As my long-term subbing assignment was nearing its end, I was plagued with questions about what I would do with my time. My future lay ahead of me, glimmering with innumerable possibilities, enough to confuse and confound me. One day I walked into the classroom and was told that it was author day at the … Continue reading Signs I Can’t Ignore Anymore…
Time waits for no man and yet we spend our lifetimes waiting for something to come along so we can finally live our lives the way we imagined it. Time becomes our enemy, robs us of peace, health and happiness and keeps us prisoners of hope. The clock ticks on incessantly - each tick taking … Continue reading The Illusion of Time
I still can't believe I'm a blogger. I knew writing was in my soul but never in my wildest dreams did I imagine owning a blog. It was my cousin who led me down that path and before I knew it I had a website and was doling out my existential angst and advice by … Continue reading Blogging: My Road to Self Discovery
P and I had been meaning to visit our parents in Chennai since the summer of 2012. But visa issues prevented us from making the trip. My cousin G was getting married in December and I really wanted to be there. It was November when our visa papers came through but booking tickets to India … Continue reading The Chennai Chronicles – Part 1 (Spirit Guides and Signs)
Where is this elusive place called home? It seems like I've been searching for it all my life. Growing up, I had two homes. I spent the early part of my childhood with my grandma, missing the company of my brother and hoping to live with my parents. My teenage years I spent with my … Continue reading A Place to Call Home…
The first instance that came into my head when I thought about signs is of the time we were driving to Orlando or Tampa (I'm not sure which one). It's a long drive, an hour or two depending on where you are headed. Somewhere along the way P and I started arguing and when it … Continue reading A Sign From Above?