About Me
I'm joining Service Space because ... I love being here!
A good day to me is when ... I can feel the presence of everything around me.
My hero in life is ...all of you!
My favorite book is ...Calvin and Hobbes. It was my first book to show deep wisdom through great humor.
One thing I'm grateful for is ... is the nature and awareness of our oneness with nature!
A 3-Year-Old And The Limping Duck
Feb 11, 2021, 5 comments, 9 smiles
At this week's virtual Santa Clara Awakin Circle, as we were exploring our time with the Emptiness Cafe, our friend Swaroop shared this moving story of his time with his daughter at a park:
One day my daughter, who was about three years old then, and I were sitting in a park and saw a large group of ducks just walking by.
One of the ducks was limping and my daughter was staring at this duck very curiously. After a couple of minutes, she asked what happened to the duck. I said maybe it got injured during paddling or something happened to it, but it is doing fine as it is still able to walk with one leg and jump, eat food and fly.
To this, she said, "Okay," and continued to stare at the duck limping.
Then, she comes back asking, "Why are the other ducks are not helping him?"
"Yes, you are ... Read Full Story
The Giving Temple
Nov 19, 2020, 2 comments, 5 smiles
Last evening at Awakin Santa Clara, we had the ever shining Brian Conroy lead us into questions on intention, giving and more... One of those moments reminded me of a story that our father shared when my brother and I were in high school. I'm not a great writer or a storyteller like our friend, Brian, so I digged online to find the story that was spelled for me to share with you here...I'm going to call it, "The Giving Temple":
"There was a man who cleared one hundred acres of forest and made it into a farmland. His two sons helped him and they became prosperous. When the man was dying, he called his two sons and told them that the land should never be divided, but the produce should be taken equally, fifty percent, by each son.
Accordingly, they went by their father’s word. One of the brothers got married ... Read Full Story
Blowing Out Three Candles
Oct 08, 2020, 3 comments, 14 smiles
[A beautiful story Theresa shared in last night's virtual Awakin Santa Clara circle, on the passage by Anthony de Mello: Substituting One Cruelty For Another.]
You know, with the passage. I think I was initially struck by the part about the window, and missing the beauty of the scenery the first time around, because you're in an off mood. And so the first thing for me was just being curious: what am I missing, because I'm so caught up in what's going on within me that I'm not able to actually learn or see beyond my own world?
Then on the question about habits and things, I was actually thinking about my older son, who is three and a half. Anupam, my husband, and I had decided that we were not going to punish our kids. We read in some parenting books somewhere that that's just not effective. (But it's also a ... Read Full Story
12 Year-Old Sews Hundreds Of Masks And Feeds Strangers
May 23, 2020, 4 smiles
Children and magic almost always go hand in hand. In their pure magic lies their honesty, imagination and love. One day, on our journey with KarunaVirus, we received a message from the aunt of 12 year-old Laksha Shroff from Atlanta, Georgia. The message spoke about how the child’s spirit of service and love for communities has made her an everyday hero.
Somewhere between homework, school and exams, she has been sewing masks along with her mother while her father and brother are distributing them. The money raised is donated to a local nonprofit by the name Tilman House Charity. Her day starts early and goes deep into the nights just so she can meet the demand and the deadlines. She named her project ‘Happily Ever After’ as she truly believes that the end to every story is always in bright light in spite of some absence of light along the way.
We ... Read Full Story
A Classic Parable
Apr 16, 2020, 7 comments, 13 smiles
Came across this great animation of the classic parable, Maybe Said The Farmer:
