Listening to each other chant on the third day of our bus tour japa retreat.
The other day I was telling my Dad about something that happened to me whilst taking part in the mini japa retreat on the bus tour. The retreat lasted for three days, of which the second was a ‘personal bhajan day’ [...]
I finally got to look after my dear deities of Radha Vrajamohan yesterday. I think they look so beautiful in their orange outfit. I chanted some rounds in front of them this morning, whilst I played an hour long recording I have of Vrindavan at 5 am. The peacocks cry and other birds sing continuously. [...]
My brother Namamali just started secondary school this September. Going from a small gurukula with about thirty children in the whole school, he’s now in a school of hundreds of boys, wearing a suit and tie every day (picture coming) and learning lots of new subjects. I’m so proud of him – I didn’t find [...]
Deep in pockets
and held in hand
Each baby smooth
and heavy as a pound coin
Heel splitting green skin
with a press
and a twist
exposing every glossy, polished prize within
They fall from the sky
and litter the ground,
these children of autumn,
knocking on the tops of startled heads,
and rolling down the windscreens of parked cars.
Or waiting a little longer,
poised above the wet [...]
I’ve been feeling somewhat lost lately – spiritually and materially. I suppose it’s a natural state of being at my age – then again, I’m sure everyone experiences it at different times in life. However, today I was more than just lost in an abstract way, I was really, well and truly, round and round [...]
At long last, I managed to upload my summer photos to my Flickr account. Click the image below to go have a looksie. They’re mostly all from the bus tour and then there’s some from Burning Man.
…today this made me cry. Proper splashy tears. Oh no, I’m turning into my mother.
Make sure to read the article ‘Maha Mantra Inaugurates Buddhist Annual Ceremony’ before watching.
Today was my first real day to start getting back into my routine and take time to do all the small things I’ve been needing to do since I got home. So what do I do? Well, I did some of it, but ended up spending a lot of time cooking – not really at [...]
I say hello to my new face in the mirror.
Tilak tan,
everything just a little sharper.
It makes me happy.
Vain?
Most definitely.
Still, what can I say?
Crushing vanity is not a single lifetime mission,
unlike this journey,
with a definite
measured mile beginning,
and a plastic cup,
crumpled paper,
used headphones
end.
Up here I am somewhere in-between worlds;
who I want to be,
one hand in my beadbag,
and [...]
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