"Wading neck deep in a swamp, your revolver is neither use nor ornament until you have had time to clean it" Mary H. Kingsley (1897)

boundaries

Marking Boundaries

“Our feet had stood within thy courts..”
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Picture of a Hindu temple’s boundary wall taken in Cochin.


Tweaking The Dream

I will never do this:

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But could try this later:


I must try to accept my limits gracefully..

while joyfully exploring the countless opportunities life still offers.

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A few months back, I entertained the fantasy of buying a motorbike, then driving along the local roads, with the wind streaming through what’s left of my hair.

The byzantine workings of Indian bureaucracy slowly but inexorably sank that illusion.

But my plan could be tweaked a little. The idea is not totally unattainable.

Anu, my houseboy, has just acquired a motorbike.

He has only recently passed his driving test and lacks experience.

But Anu is sensible and the bike is not powerful.

When he has gained experience and confidence I hope to live my dream vicariously,

as one of life’s pillion passengers .

But first, there’s a helmet to be bought…

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Personal Boundaries

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Experience suggests that life comes with limits.

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I tell myself that the Art of Living

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May lie in ways of

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Working with these personal boundaries..

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Orpheo ed Euridice” sung by Kathleen Ferrier

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Rather than railing against them.

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