Lunch Benches No More

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Inner Whispers

Although it’s still a bit on the chilly side, New Yorkers suffering from Winter’s cabin fever are making use of outdoor spaces and fountains are flowing again.

The fountains encircling Columbus on his pedestal are no longer the lunch benches they were a couple of weeks ago.  As pretty as the streaming water is, I rather enjoyed sitting on the sun-warmed stone to eat my lunch.  Oh, well…I’m sure I’ll be grateful for the splashing coolness of the water soon enough…

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365 Posts…

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Inner Whispers

…in 365 days. I’ve impressed myself.

When I started this blog a year ago, it was something I did for myself.  It wasn’t even public at first.  I wasn’t sure what I had to say, or how I would say it; I only knew this was an avenue for Self expression I was being directed to explore. Its url is mysmallstillvoice because the one thing that was clear to me from the start was my need to remember how to listen to It.

In reviewing the year in posts, a smile plays on my lips.  I thought I’d write a sort of journal of stuff I saw and experienced on a daily basis, my effort and practice of remembering Self – Source, the Divine, the Animating Principle, God, call it what you will – expressing through me and through all Life, and life, around me. The smile is because I

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Famed Islamic minaret destroyed in Syria

This is becouse of

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In addition to tens of thousands of lives, the ongoing civil war in Syria has now claimed the minaret of one of the world’s most picturesque mosques.

The 145-foot-high minaret of the Umayyad Mosque in the city of Aleppo, dating back to 1090, was destroyed Wednesday during fighting between the Syrian army and rebel forces.

The mosque, also known as the Great Mosque, was founded by the Umayyad Caliphate in 715 on the site of a Byzantine church. It had to be rebuilt after being damaged by a fire in 1159, and again following the Mongol invasion in 1260, according to the BBC.

However, the minaret was oldest surviving part of the structure.

In addition, other parts of the mosque complex – much of which date from the 1200s – have been badly damaged by gunfire and artillery shells.

The mosque has significance for Christians as well as Muslims. It is…

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Inner Whispers

I sat cross-legged on the floor, my eyes closed, and listened to my guru explaining: “Dharma is the path of righteousness,” she said. “It is doing the right thing.  Not the good thing.  Not the nice thing.  The right thing.”

As I sat in a comfortable chair in the Magic Johnson Theatre in Harlem with my sweet husband, watching  Hollywood’s telling of Jackie Robinson’s story unfold on the screen before me, I heard my guru’s voice again, reminding me…

There is a scene in the movie when Branch Rickey, the President of the Brooklyn Dodgers in 1946, explains why he felt compelled to integrate baseball.  He recounted how as a young man in college he had stood by silently as a talented fellow player, whose skin happened to be black, was blocked from attaining his potential by prejudice.  He confessed how he felt he could have done something, and…

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Ending on an Up Note: YOU are an Artist!

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Danielle Laporte’s The Fire Starter Sessions never fails to inspire me.  If I’m having one of those meh, humdrum, why-am-I-doing-this kind of days (not often), I can open this book to a random page, certain to find something to engage and uplift. Here’s a passage on creativity that every teacher should read aloud once a week:

“Being artful is pouring your soul into it.
When we’re giving our best, we’re artistic.
When we’re intentionally making something more beautiful, more understandable, more accessible, we’re artistic.
When we reach below the surface and bring something thoughtful forward, we’re being artistic. It’s happening all of the time.
When you’re bringing your whole self to the party, you’re practicing your art form. Be it in conversation, on the canvas, or on the court, when you’re creating something from your soul, you’re making poetry happen.”

—Danielle Laporte, The Fire Starter Sessions, Crown Archetype, New York…

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Pink diamond sells for nearly $40 million

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What the 34.65-carat pink diamond known as “Princie” lacks in elegant nomenclature it makes up for with decidedly upscale value.

The diamond, first discovered about 300 years ago in the Golconda mines in southern India, was auctioned by Chrisitie’s in New York for $39.3 million earlier this month.

The diamond drew just two bidders, with action starting at $20 million and continuing for only two minutes, according to Bloomberg.

The winning bid came from Francois Curiel, international head of jewelry at Christie’s and president of Christie’s Asia, bidding on behalf of an anonymous client.

“The gem is considered one of the four most celebrated pink diamonds in the world,” according to Bloomberg. “It was first recorded in the holdings of the Nizam, or monarch, of Hyderabad, India, according to Christie’s.”

It was last sold in 1960, for nearly $71,000 during a London auction.

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