Querencia in Many Guises…

My daughter laughs at her Physics Lab escapades. Murphy has got his law right, apparently. And she believes, in a blissful spiritual mode, that the Universe wants her to pursue pure Math !

May you always be at a place where learning graces you with warmth, the guidance of great mentors and the comfort of true friends. A place where you feel at home. A sanctum sanctorum. A holy place. Where you can laugh out loud and free. No fears, no recriminations. Only encouragement and growth. And yes, in case you stumble at times, someone around to give a hug and a cup of coffee. Until you get up, dust off that misery, and walk again, with head held high.

My prayer is silent.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

As always, You will guide us to the path that You know is best for us.

May we have the sense to follow, and the humility to listen when You beckon.

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I watched ‘ The perks of being a wall flower.’ What a movie. Inexplicably, it brought to mind Murakami’s novel, ‘Norwegian Wood’. Maybe the death of the best friend and  all that intense suffering. And that vinyl of Beatles.

Loneliness, the need for companionship, and a place to belong.

‘Maybe we accept the love we think we deserve.’

That was stark and precise. Deep and mystical.

And explains many a relationship, many a friendship, many a turn in life.

***

A nice word to chew over in the wintry sunlight?

Querencia…

Copying from Wiki…

querencia is a place the bull naturally wants to go to in the ring, a preferred locality… It is a place which develops in the course of the fight where the bull makes his home. It does not usually show at once, but develops in his brain as the fight goes on. In this place he feels that he has his back against the wall and in his querencia he is inestimably more dangerous and almost impossible to kill.

 

 

 

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