Hearing and sharing stories are a big part of living and growing. I hope my stories will help you discover and hear more of your own stories. Feel free to share and be part of the quest to discover and hear the Whispers in the moments we have.
As we sat in the hotel coffee shop preparing for a meeting, I caught myself focusing on the faux orchid in a vase. Something about the fun reflections on the vases surfaced contrasted with the not-quite-real appearance of the orchid. I wanted to believe it was real. The display’s appearance and energy (lack of) told me otherwise. I was not quite sure how I...
Read moreI looked up from the walk, and a single building dominated my view. There was no question that this was the focus of my attention. In addition to the size and prominence, the way light bounced off the surface kept me guessing what could come next. I stopped what I was doing for a time of reflection. I could hear the whispers within asking me...
The first drive-in restaurant opened in Bangalore. At the time, I was fourteen years old, and the news was buzzing. This was the place to go. I could not imagine what it would be like. There was nothing to compare it to in India during that era. My mother insisted we go because she was craving a masala dosa, a house speciality. There are...
The fresh citrus caught my eye. With its withered stem, one orange transported me from Abu Dhabi to central Florida. I was standing there with a client, an older, weather-beaten farmer, in one of his orchards. The trees were loaded with fruit. The harvest seemed imminent. Everything in the orchard was real, alive, and in my face. The farmer was kind and sensitive. He intuitively knew I was...
Communication continues to evolve. Beauty, love, and anger are expressed in ever-evolving ways. How I understand life and the individuals I meet has changed with time. I remember the language and expressions of my childhood, teen years, and emerging adulthood. In the process, I hear distant dialects that few recognise today. I want to believe that we are kinder today. The contra to my hope is the...
Read moreI sat, waiting for my meeting. I looked through the window towards Abu Dhabi, reflecting on the perspective and framework of the past, present, and future. The office was the central location for a start-up accelerator. I could feel the energy and dreams of the individuals sharing the space. They were committed, energised, and resilient. If they needed inspiration, they could turn their eyes towards the...
In hindsight, the pressed print on the front page was a link to what followed. Natural, eclectic, and innovative were the first descriptions that came to mind as I experienced the contents. In my revelation, the print connects the present (now past) to my future. The artistic expression invited me to open myself up to the possible. Even as I turned the pages, I...
Read moreOf the many phrases and comments my dad left with me, one always brings a smile. We were together one Christmas, out with the girls, shopping for Christmas presents. As the day passed, we exhausted ourselves with multiple stores, hot chocolates, and lunch. By mid-afternoon, we, especially the girls, were collectively approaching the end of our limits, mentally and physically. Dad and I were looking...
The natural light of the day had given way to darkness. Standing at the front doors of the apartment building reminded me of the essential role lighting plays when it is designed for safety and movement. Of the various light examples on display, one stood out. The short lamppost is on before any other light. I cannot think of an instance, early or...
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