Not that I’d call myself a spendthrift, but I do have my Pinterest-fueled trying-to-fill-up-the-occasional-void-driven moments of weakness. I endorse and try to, for the most part, live a minimalist zen kind of life, more so after reading this book. Like us all, I too need reminders. But this one shook me some! Do read:
Pathological consumption has become so normalised that we scarcely notice it. By George Monbiot, published in the Guardian 11th December 2012 There’s nothing they need, nothing they don’t own already, …
Baby leaves in the blue old sky!Greens are good for the soul!The path through the tall green trees!Color me some green!I love trees and the sky!Mint Oreos…The bright green of the young leaves that steal my heart…
In the (Asian) Indian culture, green bangles are adorned by the bride at the sacred marriage ceremony- a blessing symbolizing prosperity and fertility. And she continues to wear green her entire married life. The gentle striking of glass produces a sound that is delightful, soft and feminine.
My maiden home would be filled with the cheerful sound from my mother’s or grandmother’s bangles. It seems to always be there in the background, the predictability gave us kids a strange sense of security, and you could tell those toiling hands were working somewhere in or around the house.
This jingle-jangle of the green bangles were sounds of love and care and motherly warmth.
Green glass bangles with a pair of pearl-gold ones, set on traditional green Indian fabric.OF SANDALWOOD ‘n freshmehendi hands
Mixed scents, like feelings; lonesome she stands
Dressed in silk, her gold jewelry dangles
Amidst the jingle-jangle o’ the green-bangles
SHE MAKES the house into a home
Cooking n’ cleaning n’ loving she roams
Making peace after any wrangles
Along the jingle-jangle o’ her green-bangles
HOLDING the little chin, combing hair
On fevered forehead, her hands of care
In a soft mulmul* embrace, their tears she lulls
All in the jingle-jangle o’ her green-bangles!
*Mulmul (pronounced muh-l muh-l as in mulberry) is a fine, soft cotton muslin from India. There are beautiful mulmulsarees for women in India.
For The Daily Post Photo Challenges theme for the week “It IS Easy Being Green!” and (Michelle said if the post is related to Ireland, the better it is. So, while taking this picture, I thought of Ireland. So related it in such an unrelated way 😬 )
Works for another theme for this week “Security” as well!
"What do we ever know that is higher than that power which, from time to time, seizes our lives, and reveals us startlingly to ourselves as creatures set down here bewildered?" -- Annie Dillard
Madame Zenista 
