July 16
Sun lit mornings.....
There is magic when each season spills over
into the next,
and we are made aware
of time and its wonder upon earth
July 16
Sun lit mornings.....
There is magic when each season spills over
into the next,
and we are made aware
of time and its wonder upon earth
1. Values & Character
2. A good kind heart
3. A good charactered partner
4. well wishers and friends
5. Kind helpers
6. Loving food made with the hands of youre mother or wife
7. Respectful elegance
8. A responsible philatrophist at heart
9. Good society
10. Good air & water...
11. Good siblings and parents & good natured children.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=chrycPHiMGs
This was the cover of Culturama Magazine 2018 issue, which i kept with me....
It was apparently a painting of Rani Lakshmi Bhai, Jhansi Rani
The grief ......behind that strength and poise....
The Beginning of My Quest.......
Seeking out >> Realising your gifts >> Healing >.> Sharing it with the world
Many years back, I dreamt of a pond, which is close to a beautiful grassland spreading many acres...Im taking a dip in the pond and when I take a dip, Im almost teleported to a different place.....
It almost looks like a temple in Bali....
This dream resonated a lot with me...
Like I had lived a life like that, probably, eons ago....
The dream also had a home, with glass panels and Ramani is telling something to my father.....
when i was a very young child, I remember staring for hours together at the sky....
Just the void..., vast sky....in my balcony.....
I used to wonder if this is where we came from...
I protested a lot, when my father put grills in that space which sort of obstructed my view and imagination....
My neighbour had a beautiful garden.... which was so beautiful to behold....
And my home is like mid air, the waterfalls is just outside my home....
Some of these dreams were astoundingly beautiful, and Ive wanted to paint them........
which then led me to self reflection on my own inner worlds.....
I have always been a seeker. mostly this is due to my mrigashirisha moon...
All this found much meaning when I met Radhika in 2022....
who gave meaning to much of what i was going through and a more tangible meaning to my inner world....
I collect Vintage and contemporary Greeting cards, almost for every occasion and for everybody.....
I started this habit, when i heard a moving speech by a couple, who were about to go their own ways, but chanced upon a greeting card, given on their marriage day, which lay in their cupboard...
On reading the same, the kept their papers down....
After a distant relative of mine passed away a year back, I happened to chance a post card written by him, for my brother's sacred thread ceremony.
Though, we couldnt be in touch, I felt painting, postcards and greeting cards leave an impression of a person's soul....
It resonates on a deep level...
Like letters or script has an energy of its own.....
As I write this, I endeavour to someday start or at least support a greeting card business...
ANd with time, I hope that people buy greeting cards.....
I belive writing like any art, takes time, takes you to be vulnerable, you have to be daring to be raw in youre first attempt, and then have the courage to bring the intrinsic message that you wish to convey with subtlety and yet with an imagery that speaks to the soul of the reader.
Why did I take to writing?
I dont know still, like a every petal unfolds, im still asking that question....
I belive, some flowers we are never able to send. some letters we never manage to send, or they are too late, when we write, we write to heal, untold stories of love, so that they incarnate for beautiful realities in this dimension....
Writing is a mediumship....
the writer like the scuplptor is an artist..... is in a 'flow' state, where words are passed through him, not from him....
i saw this theme in a bengali film....
I dont remember the name of the film.
also, it takes oberservation, too, tiring observation, a beautiful heart to care for your characters, and a wonderful director's pen....
Intersting today is swati nakshatra - VISHWAKARMA. The celestial architect and master of arts whoose, Symbol is THE BRIGHT JEWEL which signifies brilliance, beauty and the inner light.
Im also remember of this inspirational film,which closely captured what I feel.....
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WsKyc8gJW1k&t=1049s
In 2019, I dremt of peaock's dazzling in the skies...
Each of their feathers were bringht golden......
Like rays of lightning....
My father points to 3 huge peacocks in the sky....
A line kept playing in my mind as we travelled in our car today.
Our bright blue ciaz which we choose to replair after a good 5 months.....
These lyrics played in my mind....
"வானத்தின் மீது மயிலாட கண்டேன், மயில் குயில் ஆச்சுதடி"
Very beautifully explained by Sikkil Gurucharan, "Im able to see the light and feel the light....." or rather experience Omkaram...
The sound of infinty..
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VXL7SY-BJOo
This beautiful raga is in Raga Mandu.....
I would associate this color to the deeper purple......again the crown chakra....its also the purple lotus ..... Nilothpalamba....
Just happily dancing feet in the sea shores......
Just in love with yourself, like you realise the universe is within you..... and you are both macrosm and microcosm....
and the smell...... A very deeper lavender.... which I happen to have, when i bought it in a puja store.....A rareee find......which when i happen to visit their official website, there doesnt seem to be lavender.
When can you feel that kind of happiness, where you feel stretched between the land and sky.....
I just recollected some memories in my life,
Once I received a plumeria, and it somehow touched me and it is to that divinity amidst all that worldly stuff, which I was very touched.....
Another time, I rememeber me and my father going to the airport to receive my mom....I was waitig with expected happiness to see my mom....at that moment, i think it was 2012, I remember seeing a group of mute and deaf arab students. As they communicated with each other in sign language, I loved to see the passion in their eyes.....
It was poetic.....
Then, there was this moment, I wore my new watch to school in 9th standard. I wore a lemon grass cream to school. I was just praying so hard that the boy , i like notices it..... & darn, my heart bloomed in a 1000 roses when he did not just notice it... but shouted to the class in admiration, that im wearing one......
and then there was this, moment, when my mother's sister bought me a dreamy blue paper stand..... to reconcile with me.....
When I saw it, the gushing flow of imagination......
there are no paper stands like that anymore....
A scene from an old film popped out ...which had a similar one...only that mine was more beautiful
it was like a thousand lotuses blooming in my head......
Today, I received all those , green, violet themes in me.....
There is another song, that i remember, not very popular in teh same raga -
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UBUU2g55cDg
Ignorig the dance, just listening to the song...is happiness.......gushing happiness, like a child seeing a colorful fountain....
I love this song and its vibrancy... its like you meet youre loved one for the first time, or just 'how are you'.....
doesnt youre heart skip a beat... to know he or she feels the same way.....?
A peacock's meaning
Art Canvas - By Julie LeidelWhat a eureka messgae, "SEEK OUT'' - "THE AWAKENING OF INSIGHT AND THE REFINEMENT OF INTEGRITY" ....
WHAT A EUREKA THOUGHT....
THIS MESSAGE reminds me of the archetype character of Henry McCord, the best in American television series, written by Barbara Hall...
if ever i have a someone in life, it should be like Henry Mccord. All the jupiterian traits......and that kind of integrity is something i look upto which heathy masclinity represents. Its a trait, i wish to deeply write on.....Especially when he cries for Elisabeth ..... i love that scene.....
But, in my own poetic journey, refinemnent of senses, like being burnt, was so needed to bring refinement of senses......but which is ultimately worth it.... like seeing the dazzling lights of Diwali.....
I once remember being to my cousin sister's home and spotting the colorful skies in a winter... Magical again....
another word on the hidden meanings of the peacock