You are the One

You are the love of my life. Yes, so you say. Fifteen, twenty years on. You are the love of my life. No, so I say. Many moons away . My dearest I am the bird you could not cage I am the dream you reach out to I am the one who got away […]

A Mother’s Letter

My Dearest Son, Time has not stood still since you left. Seasons and festivities come and go, the rice still needs planting, the paddies constant looking after.  I sometimes  need to work on my own, to touch the land, to reap and repeat motions on my own, feel the breezes touch the sweat on my […]

Beyond the Bend

There are mornings when the mist lifts and another rhythm  sets in. Life is noisy, busy, almost frantic. In Katmandu I was surprised by the constant crying of crows. When I asked a Nepali why crows were so welcomed and tolerated in the city, his reply was the crying of crows made people happy: it […]

My World of Rice, Hills and Time

Welcome to my world, you who live in haste and blindness. Welcome to my world, you who have no time to see nor taste. Welcome to my world, you who do not listen to the rice on the slope and the goats on the hill. Welcome to my world, where one has time to speak, […]