Wednesday, October 03, 2012

Power of Fiction

Have you ever want to escape from your reality and go somewhere else, where what you do makes a difference? Where you are on an epic adventure in far off lands battling a beast that threatens all of your kind? Ever wish this mundane life was more than it is?

I have.

...and I wish it were all so more often than not. Someone once said to me "you're an escapist".
So I am! I can go to lovely places just by closing my eyes. I go on amazing adventures, I save the world from epic disasters, I can fly, I can travel between universes, I have met the creator.

I'm driving down the road, and suddenly I hear "May it Be" by Enya. I am immediately transported to Middle Earth, the gas station turns into an evil base camp of the orcs of Mordor, the trees are the sign that there are ent kind and the Lorien elves near by. I am safe for now. I journey on, and I reach a destination, only to find Urukhai have invaded my camp site and my friends are all missing. The Misty Mountains are far off in the distance, and the Shire, far beyond that. It's too late to think of turning back and going home. I lose hope. What would Samwise do? What would Gandalf say? How would Aragorn approach this situation? They are all a part of me and I learn through their characters, their stories.

Since the Hobbit is being released soon, Ryan and I have been listening to "The Hobbit" on audiobook. Every time we drive somewhere we are transported to the Shire; the tunnels beneath the Misty Mountains where we faced nasty goblins and riddled with Golem; The Mirkwood forest where we battled large gross spiders; The mountain top on which Smaug lives... We're almost near the end of our adventures, but deep inside we don't want it to end. Luckily for us, there are three more audiobooks, the Silmarillion and other works by JRR Tolkien. After reading the book, we will hope the movie can live up to this amazing adventure we just experienced!

Perhaps my ability to imagine fiction and make it so real to me is an skill only I have? I really hope more people can imagine like I do. It's an awesome thing. For a while I stopped, I felt ashamed of being an escapist, embarrassed that my mind could go from being a 30 year old to a 5 year old in less than a second. I enjoy being able to see things no one else can see, I am glad I can still experience books like children can. The Wind in the Willows, Last Fairy, Charlotte's Web, The Incredible Journey, Where the Red Ferns Grow, Call of the Wild, The tale of Benjamin Bunny, Enid Blyton Books, The Chronicles of Narnia, The Xanth series ... there are just some of these took me on adventures, met lovely people, and went to different lands.

Maybe I should do book reviews for those of you that like to escape, that enjoy the occasional fantasy world, the epic adventure, interactions with talking animals! Join me in these world's and let us play there for a while, and bring that experience to the real world.

Breathe... Imagine!

My sis and I could never figure out the hat




What did the house which was tucked into the roots of a tree look like!



Caras Galadhon





Caras Galadhon in Lothlorien




This was a lovely depiction of Caras Galadhon as well



Ivy Bush inn in the Shire, in Lord of the Rings Online (the MMORPG)

The Last Fairy by Fred Hancock



I love maps in books! Even maps / layouts of ships!
I remember reading this exact copy... Javis (the queen) looks so manly!

Love these books!





almost forgot about Nancy Drew and the Hardy boys!
My sister would remember this story we heard over and over again!


Tuesday, October 02, 2012

Namaste - Prana Workshop

This past weekend my sister visited. She and I held a workshop, for meditation, yoga, art, song, and healing. Piyali has been holding such gatherings and workshops in central park, New York for the entire of summer. I was lucky to be a part of one such workshop during the celebration of her graduation. We did this under the mind tree in central park. She was visiting Ohio on business, and meeting with the co-founder of her organization Kevin (More information about their non-profit can be found at this link Conscious Culture). She asked me to organize one of these so I invited almost everyone I knew in Cleveland area. Sorry if I left someone out, it was a rushed project and wish we could have found a bigger place. About 15 people were present and we bonded through the following activities:

We began by introducing ourselves and sharing how we felt at this moment in one word. Everyone said their name, and expressed how they felt right then - examples nervous, calm, excited, open, curious, energetic, anxious. This helped us make ourselves aware of us NOW, making us present.

Next we prepared for the rest of the session by calming our minds and energies through meditation. We sat straight at a place we felt comfortable and closed our eyes for ten minutes, as Piyali led us in meditation, guiding our thoughts, and breathing.

This was followed by Yoga, particularly the Surya Namaskar (sun salutation). My mother, who teaches yoga out of that very basement, led us in one of the many variations of the Surya Namaskar. This variation incorporated the warrior poses, trikonasana, downward dog, plank, cobra and stretching. It was very relaxing, a work out, some people felt loosened up, lighter, meditative.

Forgiveness and introspection was the next activity by means of art and horse stance. We began by forgiving ourselves and through forgiving ourselves, forgiving someone we are in conflict with at this time. We had to recognize what we were upset with the other person about, and make sure our side of the street was clean. We then wrote a loving letter to ourself, or to that person we were in conflict with.

Next we sang songs! Kevin shared a Yiddish song with us which his grandmother would sing to him and his brother when they would fight. It was about non-violence. Piyali taught us a few songs, "All I ask of you is to forever remember me as loving you", "Deep in my heart I've got this everlasting light" and the "Circle Song" which we sang at the end with the angel walk. Sarah shared a song with the group, where we went around in a circle and opened our eyes and hearts to each other it was lovely!

The Angel Walk (in this case Angel Circle) was last and it was emotional, overwhelming, and so much love! This was how everyone finally bonded. We stood in a circle, and a person would go to the center and spin themselves with their eyes closed. This person in the center would receive love from everyone around them. Each person would go up to them and share love, from a pat on the shoulder, a whisper in the ear, a hug, a kiss on the cheek. I was the first to go to the center, at first it felt awkward, but then everyone was singing "Oh Priyanka we love you so, Oh Priyanka we want you to know, there's a circle of love around you, there's a circle of love in your heart. there's a circle of family around you. There's a circle of love in your heart..." Hearing my name and the word "love" over and over really dug deep. I kept getting hugs, kisses, and people touching my face in caring, and whispering "I love you Pree" in my ear - touched me deep in my heart. And i let myself receive this love and began crying. It was very powerful, moving, overwhelming, and one of the best experiences ever. I will draw my strength from this lovely cathartic moment. As of that moment we opened up to each other, and we became a family!

After everyone had a chance to go in the middle - Indira, Eric, Nikki, Sarah, Pedro, Justin, Shelby, Stuey, Kevin, Summer, Nino, Debbie, Gina, Jala, Ryan and Piyali; we proceeded upstairs to have a delicious snack. And snack we did, everyone had brought such lovely healthy snacks, and my mother and sister had prepared Quinoa as a Kichudi (indian rice dish). There was salads, fruits, veggie chips, angel fruit cake, apples with caramel dipping sauce, and chocolate covered popcorn!

People began leaving however Piyali began her fabulous face painting and hoped to spin some fire. I had a crash course in safety and had to be her safety! It was my honor! There was a small music malfunction. Jala, Shelby, Justin, Sanjay and Ryan were lucky to stay for dinner cooked by Kevin, my mom and I. Which was Kale chips, fish cooked in vodka, wheat spaghetti and sauce. There was also lovely salad again. Justin helped out in the kitchen as well! This was mighty lovely.

Lastly Sanjay ended the night for all of us with a lovely Carnatic Raga. He explained to us about how Carnatic music, is different from north Indian- Hindustani music, and from Western Classical music as well! It was lovely and educational.

We all said good night and left as Piyali and Kevin had 5am flights the next morning. It was all quite a wonderful time, and I hope everyone learnt from it, received from it, and gained from it as much as I did!

I hope to host more of these soon. Let me know if you are in Cleveland and would like me to host one of these! Just invite the people, and set a venue.




Baby Buddha

Friday, September 21, 2012

Nap time and Flu season

My dad is sick! God forbid, he is not allowed to be sick, his type A personality, and the workaholic in him, will not permit it. It is highly inconvenient for it makes him not think, and makes him want to sleep.

My dad and I went to his house for lunch. It was good, light, healthy lunch of hummus and bread. On the way back to work my dad got a call saying some bankers were there. He really wanted to avoid them especially in his condition. All they do is annoy him, and he was in no mood to entertain or talk. He was burning up with fever, and lost his voice, and requested that we park somewhere and he get a nap! Thus totally forgoing the incident of bumping into these folk, as they left the office.

This nap idea is totally unheard of, however seeing his health, I agreed wholeheartedly that he rest, although that meant me sitting idle in the car with him. He reclined his seat and passed out immediately.

I sit there watching the clock, and the sky. Twiddled my thumbs for a bit, watched cars park and drive away and then watch the clock even more. After exactly ten minutes he jumps up with a start and turns the ignition.

Me- "Are you ok?"
Dad- "was dreaming."
Me- "at least fix your seat before we drive right?"
Dad- "I was dreaming that I was sleeping in the plane with the seat belt on."
Me- " that's good, right? safety first."

Thursday, September 20, 2012

I Pray

I ask to be filled with unconditional eternal love
I wish to share this love with the world.

I ask for an open mind, a receiving soul, and a warm heart
I wish to share these gifts with the world.

I ask to be able to let go of my grudges, to forget the past, and share my sorrows
I ask to be able to teach this ability to those who suffer.

I ask for the armory of tolerance and barrels of peace
I wish to share these with the world.

I ask to be forgiven for mistakes I committed in my blind rage, my blissful ignorance, and my immaturity
I pray for others who have done the same and realized it after.

I pray for those who can not feel love, who can not let go of their anger and hate, those who do not see the light.
I ask that they see this, in time.

OM!

Breathe.



Raise Your Vibrations!

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Smiles Lift Us Up

My dad is walking with a visitor through the plant, giving them a tour of our manufacturing facilities.

Visitor: Can we see behind those curtains? Do you ever show anyone what's behind the curtains?
Dad: Do you ever ask a woman other than your wife, to remove her bra?
Visitor: No.
Dad: Sorry for using the example, but its the same case here. That is our private parts.

Later on:

Visitor: So I know you are a small company and all, but the plant floor seemed a little messy.
Dad: Good observation. We are usually more organized, but sometimes we get used to the mess. It's like we have not shaved our legs in long time.


:-O


My dad and his analogies are quite amusing at times.
They make me smile, yet reel in embarassment!
I love my dad!


Breathe!