by Prasanta | Apr 15, 2019 | Ethnicity, Racial issues, Writers, Writing
Over a week ago, I had the privilege of leading a breakout session with another writer in the writing guild I am a member of (Redbud Writing Guild), titled “Centering Color, Race & Culture in our Writing”. We shared a couple of examples of centering...
by Prasanta | Apr 13, 2019 | Jesus, Lent, Poetry
This Bread I Break By Dylan Thomas This bread I break was once the oat, This wine upon a foreign tree ‘Plunged in its fruit; Man in the day or wind at night Laid the crops low, broke the grape’s joy. Once in this wine the summer blood Knocked in the flesh that decked...
by Prasanta | Apr 1, 2019 | Grief, Journey, Parenting, Purpose
DYING OF THE SAME I’m not quite sure what to do with this ache at times. I find emptiness facing me, like an abyss, and I feel as if I am staring into a black hole. I wish I could unwrap the years and re-do so many things. It’s not that I don’t take joy in...
by Prasanta | Mar 25, 2019 | devotional, Devotions, Gifts, Lent, Purpose, Work
Below is a devotional I wrote for Eastbrook Church Lenten Devotional series. I hope you enjoy it and it blesses you. Read Romans 12:1-8 Some years ago, my mother gifted me with a handmade quilt. The quilt is a log-cabin design, with rectangular strips...
by Prasanta | Mar 21, 2019 | Faith, Five Minute Friday, Home, Hope, Identity
I stare at the honey-colored wood floors beneath my feet. My eyes travel up to the walls, the painted walls of a pleasing forest green. I didn’t paint these walls. I walk outdoors, bundled up in layers of clothing, making sure to wear gloves and a hat. The gray...
by Prasanta | Mar 20, 2019 | Poetry, Spring
It’s the first day of Spring. Below is a photo of a fragrant verbena, which usually blooms in the first 2 weeks of May. Nothing is blooming yet, but most of the snow has melted and the grass is visible. The temperatures are gradually increasing, although it is...
by Prasanta | Mar 8, 2019 | Lent, Poetry, poetry by others, Uncategorized
I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day by Gerard Manley Hopkins I wake and feel the fell of dark, not day. What hours, O what black hours we have spent This night! what sights you, heart, saw; ways you went! And more must, in yet longer light’s delay. With witness...
by Prasanta | Feb 28, 2019 | Quotes
“Heard melodies are sweet, but those unheard, are sweeter.” ~ John Keats This amaryllis bulb was a Christmas gift; it actually bloomed a few weeks ago. It’s amazing to me how it can grow, how one bulb supplies the nutrients needed to produce the...
by Prasanta | Feb 16, 2019 | Journey, Life, Memoir, Quotes
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important. –Antoine de Saint-Exupéry
by Prasanta | Feb 9, 2019 | Movies, Uncategorized
I don’t normally do posts like this, but here’s something fun. If you’ve been stuck inside because of heavy snow, bitter cold, or winter in general, and need a movie to watch, here is a list of some ideas for you on Netflix. The...
