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Archive for April 23, 2011

Heaven isn’t a Place, it’s a Feeling !



Note from Parents:
She is just a kid who loves music and is good at it, but also loves most things kids love and has a full life. It took 18 months to make this video and it was hard enough to get the film, let alone decent sound in these crowded, noisy environments. Thus we did a montage cover song as all do in these kinds of videos. She is young and it takes great concentration to play such sophisticated songs under such circumstances, but her nature is one of great joy as you can see in our other videos or website.We are not rich and travel and live on a total of 25,000 dollars a year.

This is our little “Mozart” and she is 18 months into a multi year, open ended trip around the world, that started when she was five. She started playing the violin at 23 months old, so we thought it would be fun to mark her unique odyssey by playing her violin around the world at key places.

The beauty that we are seeing and the kindness of people every where, makes this world seem like heaven. This experience has been a great gift to us and we would like to share some of it with you.

Enjoy!

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Glow Together…


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One candle beats the darkness
Two candles twinkle lil’ more
Ten Candles glow brighter still
A hundred candles glimmer even more
A thousand candles sparkle so much more
A million Candles scintillate a lot lot more
A billion candles illuminate far far far more
Just imagine
If SEVEN BILLION candles light up their hearts and glow TOGETHER :
There shall be brilliant PEACE, lustrous UNITY and shining LOVE, all over.

(Dedicated to World Peace)

Shame on Me, Mukhtara.


I wish I could burn my corneas opaque for being able to see and read the verdict given out to you, Mukhtara Mai.
I wish I could puncture my ear drums for being able to hear the desperate cries of you, Mukhtara when expressing your reaction to the verdict.
I wish I could scream out loud and burst my throat at the apathetic world who called your case a minor issue that needs to be zipped.
I wish I could bury myself two feet deep beneath the earth for being alive in a world where women like you wished they were better off dead than alive.
I wish I could pour kerosene and set alight all those who I heard clapped at the verdict in the courtroom.
I wish I could strangulate and kill with asphyxia those who labelled a victim ‘a bad woman’ and her whole community ‘names’.
And I would not spell out what I would do if I could to the perpetrators and those who who spelt this verdict.

Yes I wish not just to destroy myself but also each one of those who are partners in the crime against you.
Partners by committing the crime.
Partners by abetting the crime committed.
Partners by being vocal supporters of the crime.
Partners by just sitting on the fence, watching it .
Partners by not speaking out against this injustice.
Partners by just not doing enough to make a difference.

I do not absolve myself, Mukhtara.
I too am a partner in this crime.
I stay equally blamed—for
I just make futile noise
Or write a useless poem,
Or get agitated with no consequence
Or type routine comments on Face Book
Or tweet a random 140 character slogan
Or discuss ineffectively with friends

I know it’s just
Talk, talk and talk.
And nothing else.
I do nothing more.
I make no difference.
Shame on me.
Yes shame on me.
I‘m sorry Mukhtara.
I am your accused too.

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