That moment, that morning everything was perfect. Just for a few moments, everything was right, just right, just perfect. Everything was in the right place, as it should be. Nothing was amiss, nothing was wrong. Can it be so? Can it all be perfect? That moment that morning it all was. I had gone out… Continue reading When Everything was Perfect
The intricately carved pillars lead you into the chamber of Beauty and Divinity. Beauty in Divinity; Divinity in Beauty. Your eyes want to linger on the details of the pillars, take in every piece of carving and beauty. At the same time the inner quietude pulls you in. Disciple: Is form inseparable from the experience of beauty? Sri… Continue reading Divinity in Details
The new light is here. Bringing new beginnings, new hope, new energy. May the new doors open. May the darkness be gone, and the light envelop the entire space, within and without. May the heart always remember to be in gratitude. May the wilderness and mist of life not hide the onward and upward path. May the path of beauty… Continue reading Prayer in Pictures
First published in Next Future, an e-magazine of Sri Aurobindo Society (July 2016) “The first and lowest use of Art is the purely aesthetic, the second is the intellectual or educative, the third and highest the spiritual. By speaking of the aesthetic use as the lowest, we do not wish to imply that it is… Continue reading An Afternoon at Ajanta
We both stood still. For a few minutes, we just stood there. As the evening aarti at the temple was about to begin, we just stood there. Struck. In awe. In silence. At the entrance of this magnificent – no that’s not the right word for it but can’t think of anything else – temple. This was no ordinary… Continue reading The Gateway
Be a traveler, not a tourist. That’s the latest fad, I hear. Of course, like many other things touted as part of the contemporary lifestyle, this travel bug is also mostly limited to the urban middle- and upper-middle classes. [Aside: These are mostly sections of media-fed, westernised, modernised India and strangely most of our popular culture is built… Continue reading Silent Travels
I think at various points in our lives we have all heard the sounds of silence. But have you heard silence speak like this? Jon Hassell, Album: Last night the moon came dropping its clothes in the street Tracks: Blue Period and Light on the Water Jon Hassell, the American trumpet player and composer,… Continue reading Sounds of Silence
Click HERE for previous version of this blog if you wish to read Readers’ comments. Readers may recall an earlier post in which I had spoken of my ongoing effort to facilitate some kind of peaceful co-existence between two pushy creepers in my garden fighting over space. I figured it is now time to update… Continue reading So Far So Good….
A new post in the series – When a Picture Leads When I first saw this photo on my Facebook feed, my instant reaction was: “wow, look at all that amber beauty”. And then I saw the photo a bit closely. And as they say [“they” can be sometimes a picture, as in the… Continue reading Peace is Beauty, Beauty Peace
“Yes, all; wife, children, friends, enemies, joy, sorrow, victory, defeat, beauty and ugliness, animation and inanimation —all these are but moods of One Consciousness and that Consciousness is our own. If you come to think of it, you have no friends or enemies, no joys or sorrows but of your own making.” (Sri Aurobindo, Isha… Continue reading Alone and Together
For readers’ comments, please click here for the previous version of this blog. “Just take the whole thing out,” my husband said. “No!” I almost yelled. “It will be easier that way, it is getting too messy.” “But I like it very much, I like the other one too.” We were talking about the two much-over-grown… Continue reading Eliminating or Harmonizing?
To see readers’ comments, please click HERE for the previous version of the blog. May be curl myself up in the lap of this Big Tree… Or may be get lost for a while in this forest… Do you want to escape sometime? Escape from all that keeps you or brings you back into the… Continue reading I Want to Escape…