THE GREEN INK BLOG

Photo Credit: Vinay Dhanrajani, Darlington Provincial Park, Ontario, Canada Dear Friend, Have you ever pondered about how love thrives? I recently did and decided to share some of my thoughts. I feel love thrives in security. In freedom.  I say that because  I have never seen love in presence of fear or judgement. They just don’t mix together.  We all long for love .❤️ Liberating love. Not binding. But love that conforms with love from another being. The kind that creates a common bond exuding more love. More beauty. Life affirming. Not suffocating.   There is joy in conforming, you know. It gives a sense of belonging yet freedom; It's like water settled calmly on the open palm of a gentle hand. Like the dew  sparkling gloriously on the still, lush green lowly grass on a bright sunny morning.   There's a bond. Not pressure. Yet they are together. And then there are bonds too tight. Forceful yet repulsive. Like sand slipping through the fist. Like water seep...

Perfectly Lifts Up Your Spirit You know those voices that just feel like a warm hug for your soul? Not loud or demanding, but a quiet hand on your shoulder, a gentle "it's okay" in the middle of all the everyday noise. Susan Cain explored that unexpected beauty that can bloom even from sadness in "Bittersweet" (you can read my thoughts on that here ). And in a similar way, Fred Rogers, through his words in "The World According to Mr. Rogers," uncovers a different kind of beauty: the quiet, steady strength that comes from simple kindness and a deep-down belief in the goodness inside every single one of us. These are the kinds of pages we often find ourselves drawn to, aren't they? The ones that explore those tender, often unspoken parts of being human. This book? It's definitely one of those gentle explorations. "The World According to Mr. Rogers" isn't a book you power through. It's more like a quiet walk through a peaceful ga...

Reading is a great way to fill the void of a wise friend - at least for a little while. Would you agree? Life happens you know. To the best of us.All of us. It often changes in ways you don’t expect. Like that break-up with the one you thought you would spend your life with. Happily ever after. Or losing someone dear forever. Like a parent who made sure you never slept hungry. The one who was your go-to person on the hardest days. Perhaps you are now with someone you wanted to be with. Yet lonely.  And now,  you are tired. Exhausted. Done. Left  with the last ounce of strength within you. Maybe, all you want is some wise words or someone to tell you, “It’s going to be okay.”  You and I are the same. On certain days, I find myself pondering, “What’s next?  Is it too much to ask for someone to show me the way? Or promise me it will all be okay ”  When a friend is out of reach, I say, find the book at your arm’s length.  There’s a solace in knowing that s...