The adventures of a middle age graduate, returning to her spiritual home to receive teachings, learn yoga and know more about organizations that work to relieve poverty and build peace.
Wednesday, January 6, 2016
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Great news on the getting attention to the situation in Kashmir.
This last weekend the documentary Illusive Peace won another Best Documentary award.
The Freedom Film Festival was held in McLeod Ganj Dharamsala, India and was a hit with the local Tibetans, Kashmiries and Himachal Pradesh locals as well as the multitudes of Tourists from all over the world. This small film festival has to be the most international for its size. Well done Lobsang for your tireless efforts in promoting not only the Tibetan cause but many other issue that effect all of us.
Check out all the winners at the following links
http://www.freespiritfilmfestival.com/event/2013/awards.html
http://www.business-standard.com/article/pti-stories/free-spirit-film-festival-ends-koan-of-spring-wins-best-film-113102400782_1.html
Also Dr Nyla Khan's book has another very posative review and a must read for all interested in the regions, history, politics, culture and the effects of conflict. Great work Dr. Khan
http://www.tandfonline.com/eprint/edinjnNGsEYJyhfiUvrv/full#.UmlK2RDVvIU
This last weekend the documentary Illusive Peace won another Best Documentary award.
The Freedom Film Festival was held in McLeod Ganj Dharamsala, India and was a hit with the local Tibetans, Kashmiries and Himachal Pradesh locals as well as the multitudes of Tourists from all over the world. This small film festival has to be the most international for its size. Well done Lobsang for your tireless efforts in promoting not only the Tibetan cause but many other issue that effect all of us.
Check out all the winners at the following links
http://www.freespiritfilmfestival.com/event/2013/awards.html
http://www.business-standard.com/article/pti-stories/free-spirit-film-festival-ends-koan-of-spring-wins-best-film-113102400782_1.html
Also Dr Nyla Khan's book has another very posative review and a must read for all interested in the regions, history, politics, culture and the effects of conflict. Great work Dr. Khan
http://www.tandfonline.com/eprint/edinjnNGsEYJyhfiUvrv/full#.UmlK2RDVvIU
Friday, September 20, 2013
Where am I?
Ever have days where you wake up and are not sure where you are? Well this has been happening quite a bit lately. Since my last post from DC I have moved back to Charlottesville VA where I did the undergrad degree. Of course I had no plan to be back here this year, especially since I am trying to get Noble Heart of the ground but the universe has ways of working that are well beyond me. So here I am, in what has to be one of the most beautiful town in the USA at the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Everyone I meet is so relaxed, happy, polite and friendly or is it that I have just been in too long in a military/conflict zone or in a region of abject poverty, not to mention being often the only foreigners within miles. I do love India and miss it so much but I have to admit the clean air, good food and being able to be lost in the crowd has its appeal for now. I had hoped to land a job in DC but that city is just to cut throat and political for me at this time in my life. It is a beautiful city for sure just filled with people who believe they can fix the world's ailments with politics alone. I was very lucky however to find work in Charlottesville and I am very happy to be back working at my previous profession. Yip, the reason I did all that education the past 10 years was to " not be a hairdresser at 50" and guess what, here I am a few weeks away for 50 and very happy to be a hairdresser again. Hmmm the universe is sure laughing it up just now. Last night I even had a dream that the Dalai Lama was rolling around in bed laughing his head of, hmmmmmm So I ask my self "so now that you are here, what is the plan Noble" and the answer has come that it does not all need to be done today tomorrow. I am taking time to lay a strong foundation for Noble Heart, which means gathering funds, making contacts, and fixing all the paperwork, business plan and web site. Which I cannot do alone and defiantly cannot do by tomorrow. I am so appreciative that I can be here in Charlottesville which is a progressive, inclusive, creative and alternative town, who knows who the universe will introduce me too.
I am also thank full to my new employer Lori of " At Last A Hair Color Studio" for hiring me and being very interested in the vision of Noble Heart.
http://www.atlasthcs.com/home.html
https://www.facebook.com/pages/At-Last-Hair-Color-Studio/195688870455717
It is not every employer who would hire someone who takes off to India now and again but this shows that Lori has such a big heart and empathy for the women of India. This is only my second day and she the staff have made me so welcome. At Last A Hair Color Studio is a new salon, bright, clean, airy and very relaxing and fun. The staff are also well trained and all great hairdressers, so it is great to part of a good team. I know I will enjoy being back behind the hair chair and am so happy that I can be hair creative again.
Here I also want to thank my previous employer Anne of Anne Marie and Company http://www.annemarieandco.com for being so supportive and helping me in this transition time. This boutique salon on the down town mall is a fun place again with a great staff.
I also feel luck to be here as there is a small community of Tibetan refugees and 2 Tibetan Lamas who teach, one of which from The Dalai Lamas monestry. The Jefferson Tibetan http://jts.avenue.org/about.htm
Society is in the heart of Charlottesville and I plan to become a regular at there mediation classes on Wednesday
Tashi Choeling Buddhist Center Foundation is another small center just out side Charlottesville. The teacher there gives classes on many Tibetan Buddhist subjects and i look forward to re-connecting with the group http://www.tcbci.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=10&Itemid=2
Also in town is the Insight Meditation group who do group weekly silent meditations http://www.imeditation.org. A lot to explore and re-visit in Charlottesville. It has grown a lot of the past 5 years becoming quite an international small city.
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| The Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia |
Ever have days where you wake up and are not sure where you are? Well this has been happening quite a bit lately. Since my last post from DC I have moved back to Charlottesville VA where I did the undergrad degree. Of course I had no plan to be back here this year, especially since I am trying to get Noble Heart of the ground but the universe has ways of working that are well beyond me. So here I am, in what has to be one of the most beautiful town in the USA at the foothills of the Blue Ridge Mountains. Everyone I meet is so relaxed, happy, polite and friendly or is it that I have just been in too long in a military/conflict zone or in a region of abject poverty, not to mention being often the only foreigners within miles. I do love India and miss it so much but I have to admit the clean air, good food and being able to be lost in the crowd has its appeal for now. I had hoped to land a job in DC but that city is just to cut throat and political for me at this time in my life. It is a beautiful city for sure just filled with people who believe they can fix the world's ailments with politics alone. I was very lucky however to find work in Charlottesville and I am very happy to be back working at my previous profession. Yip, the reason I did all that education the past 10 years was to " not be a hairdresser at 50" and guess what, here I am a few weeks away for 50 and very happy to be a hairdresser again. Hmmm the universe is sure laughing it up just now. Last night I even had a dream that the Dalai Lama was rolling around in bed laughing his head of, hmmmmmm So I ask my self "so now that you are here, what is the plan Noble" and the answer has come that it does not all need to be done today tomorrow. I am taking time to lay a strong foundation for Noble Heart, which means gathering funds, making contacts, and fixing all the paperwork, business plan and web site. Which I cannot do alone and defiantly cannot do by tomorrow. I am so appreciative that I can be here in Charlottesville which is a progressive, inclusive, creative and alternative town, who knows who the universe will introduce me too.
I am also thank full to my new employer Lori of " At Last A Hair Color Studio" for hiring me and being very interested in the vision of Noble Heart.
http://www.atlasthcs.com/home.html
https://www.facebook.com/pages/At-Last-Hair-Color-Studio/195688870455717
It is not every employer who would hire someone who takes off to India now and again but this shows that Lori has such a big heart and empathy for the women of India. This is only my second day and she the staff have made me so welcome. At Last A Hair Color Studio is a new salon, bright, clean, airy and very relaxing and fun. The staff are also well trained and all great hairdressers, so it is great to part of a good team. I know I will enjoy being back behind the hair chair and am so happy that I can be hair creative again.
Here I also want to thank my previous employer Anne of Anne Marie and Company http://www.annemarieandco.com for being so supportive and helping me in this transition time. This boutique salon on the down town mall is a fun place again with a great staff.
I also feel luck to be here as there is a small community of Tibetan refugees and 2 Tibetan Lamas who teach, one of which from The Dalai Lamas monestry. The Jefferson Tibetan http://jts.avenue.org/about.htm
Society is in the heart of Charlottesville and I plan to become a regular at there mediation classes on Wednesday
Tashi Choeling Buddhist Center Foundation is another small center just out side Charlottesville. The teacher there gives classes on many Tibetan Buddhist subjects and i look forward to re-connecting with the group http://www.tcbci.org/index.php?option=com_content&view=article&id=10&Itemid=2
Also in town is the Insight Meditation group who do group weekly silent meditations http://www.imeditation.org. A lot to explore and re-visit in Charlottesville. It has grown a lot of the past 5 years becoming quite an international small city.
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Review of new Book on Kashmir
Great Reviews of Dr. Nyla Khan's Book on Women in Kashmir and History of Kashmir.
A must read for all interested in Kashmir, its history, politics, religion and society as well as the value of women's experience of living in this protracted conflict zone.
Nyla just nails it; her in depth research and understanding of the culture and people as well as her international perspective is of such value to all in the political arena, both domestically and internationally. Enjoy I sure did
http://www.routledge.com/books/details/9780415803083/
http://us.macmillan.com/islamwomenandviolenceinkashmir
http://us.macmillan.com/theparchmentofkashmir/NylaAliKhan
http://worldliteraturetoday.org/2013/march/parchment-kashmir-history-society-and-polity#.USz3n-3TnIU
A must read for all interested in Kashmir, its history, politics, religion and society as well as the value of women's experience of living in this protracted conflict zone.
Nyla just nails it; her in depth research and understanding of the culture and people as well as her international perspective is of such value to all in the political arena, both domestically and internationally. Enjoy I sure did
http://www.routledge.com/books/details/9780415803083/http://us.macmillan.com/islamwomenandviolenceinkashmir
http://us.macmillan.com/theparchmentofkashmir/NylaAliKhan
http://worldliteraturetoday.org/2013/march/parchment-kashmir-history-society-and-polity#.USz3n-3TnIU
Friday, August 2, 2013
Washington DC or Obamaville

It is August 2nd already how the year and especially this last month has flown by.
I left India at the beginning of July and after the adjustment to being in the USA with the pure shock of all the luxury's, setting up home again and getting a job, I think I am back to my normal self again. One thing is for sure I truly appreciate this comfort and love my simple wee studio in the sky for the next few months. I did manage to sneak in a 6 day meditation retreat on Buddhist Philosophy with the FPMT Guhyasamaja center in Northern Virginia. http://www.guhyasamaja.org/ That was great and so nice to spend time with like minded Dharma folks struggling with the concept of emptiness.
So DC is pretty much the same; filled with very busy and some important people all thinking that politics will fix the world. Oh if only it could. It always strikes me when I come back here just how sad, drained, stressed out or puffed up people look. Everyone walks and talks so fast but do they really get anywhere? do they really accomplish what they think they can by going fast? Do they even enjoy what they are doing?
Then of course there is always the judgments that people make of each other in DC. This is really quite funny and I have had this happen to me more than a few times. Maybe you know it too, the once up and down glance a stranger will give you on first meeting which is then quickly followed by either a fake smile grin with a "pleased to meet you" and a limp handshake or a look of dismissal, as they turn their back. All because to there mind I am not dresses the correct way, or made up enough or not with the important people etc etc etc. Whatever it may be it is just sad that people do that. DC is a place where people only want to get to know you if they can get something from you and that is usually a better job or connection to someone who can get you a better job or free labour. I never knew until I moved here that every congress man will have a least one but may up to three unpaid interns doing all the research. Hellish that the government has so much unpaid labour, I though slavery was illegal in the USA but I guess white collar, striving to be upper class slavery for the 20 somethings is okay. What has also been funny in DC is that because I am under 5 ft tall this seems to gives people permission to treat me like a child, which is funny as I will be 50 this year.. hahhah Yip being tall means being important in DC, if only I could get platform shoes in size 4 I could get some respect... hahhaha
Anyway it is a complete contrast from the village life in India. I use it as a great anthropological study or an expedition through the concrete jungle and always use it as a reflection on the first Noble Trust of Buddha; that life is suffering and no matter how much comfort, possessions, position or power people may gain, it is their inner happiness that counts. I am not sure just how much inner happiness DC folks have?
So the good thing about being in DC is the access to info and all the government office. Since I am getting NobleHeart Charitable Trust on her feet all I need is right here in DC. I got the facebook page up so Like It; if you like it https://www.facebook.com/NobleheartCharitableTrust
So I attend classes at the Foundation Center foundationcenter.org which is an amazing resources for non-profits and they also give classes all for free. So mornings I am there and then do my part time job in the afternoons. The web site is coming along, slow but sure and thanks to Ashley for help with that as I was getting in a pickle with that one. Roland is conjuring up a logo and it has been fun working with him again on designs, Ernie has been a great help in referring me to business plan ideas and I just have to say thanks to Susan, Kat, Melissa, Jonna, Christos and everyone else who has been supportive of my vision for NobleHeart and helpful in giving feedback, asking questions and making me think things through. Love yi all!
So this next month will be an adventure in tacking bureaucracy and I am sure I will encounter more than a few more dismissal looks or surprises expression that question what is this small, unimportant person wanting? Will keep yi posted I am sure to have a few stories.

It is August 2nd already how the year and especially this last month has flown by.
I left India at the beginning of July and after the adjustment to being in the USA with the pure shock of all the luxury's, setting up home again and getting a job, I think I am back to my normal self again. One thing is for sure I truly appreciate this comfort and love my simple wee studio in the sky for the next few months. I did manage to sneak in a 6 day meditation retreat on Buddhist Philosophy with the FPMT Guhyasamaja center in Northern Virginia. http://www.guhyasamaja.org/ That was great and so nice to spend time with like minded Dharma folks struggling with the concept of emptiness.So DC is pretty much the same; filled with very busy and some important people all thinking that politics will fix the world. Oh if only it could. It always strikes me when I come back here just how sad, drained, stressed out or puffed up people look. Everyone walks and talks so fast but do they really get anywhere? do they really accomplish what they think they can by going fast? Do they even enjoy what they are doing?
Then of course there is always the judgments that people make of each other in DC. This is really quite funny and I have had this happen to me more than a few times. Maybe you know it too, the once up and down glance a stranger will give you on first meeting which is then quickly followed by either a fake smile grin with a "pleased to meet you" and a limp handshake or a look of dismissal, as they turn their back. All because to there mind I am not dresses the correct way, or made up enough or not with the important people etc etc etc. Whatever it may be it is just sad that people do that. DC is a place where people only want to get to know you if they can get something from you and that is usually a better job or connection to someone who can get you a better job or free labour. I never knew until I moved here that every congress man will have a least one but may up to three unpaid interns doing all the research. Hellish that the government has so much unpaid labour, I though slavery was illegal in the USA but I guess white collar, striving to be upper class slavery for the 20 somethings is okay. What has also been funny in DC is that because I am under 5 ft tall this seems to gives people permission to treat me like a child, which is funny as I will be 50 this year.. hahhah Yip being tall means being important in DC, if only I could get platform shoes in size 4 I could get some respect... hahhaha
Anyway it is a complete contrast from the village life in India. I use it as a great anthropological study or an expedition through the concrete jungle and always use it as a reflection on the first Noble Trust of Buddha; that life is suffering and no matter how much comfort, possessions, position or power people may gain, it is their inner happiness that counts. I am not sure just how much inner happiness DC folks have?
So the good thing about being in DC is the access to info and all the government office. Since I am getting NobleHeart Charitable Trust on her feet all I need is right here in DC. I got the facebook page up so Like It; if you like it https://www.facebook.com/NobleheartCharitableTrust
So I attend classes at the Foundation Center foundationcenter.org which is an amazing resources for non-profits and they also give classes all for free. So mornings I am there and then do my part time job in the afternoons. The web site is coming along, slow but sure and thanks to Ashley for help with that as I was getting in a pickle with that one. Roland is conjuring up a logo and it has been fun working with him again on designs, Ernie has been a great help in referring me to business plan ideas and I just have to say thanks to Susan, Kat, Melissa, Jonna, Christos and everyone else who has been supportive of my vision for NobleHeart and helpful in giving feedback, asking questions and making me think things through. Love yi all!
So this next month will be an adventure in tacking bureaucracy and I am sure I will encounter more than a few more dismissal looks or surprises expression that question what is this small, unimportant person wanting? Will keep yi posted I am sure to have a few stories.
Monday, June 10, 2013
Beginnings of Nobleheart Charitable Trust.
So I have been a wee bit busy lately with a wee project that I hope will grow to be not so wee.
This will take a few years to get on its feet and of course I want to do a good job which takes some time in preparation of how to best benefit the local community in Bodhgaya. So no rush, have lots of research to do but I wanted to share this news and get your feedback and or ideas.
The Noble Heart Charitable Trust is based in Bodhgaya, India. The plan is to have a small meditation/yoga retreat center from which funds will be put into the community in the form of family and health education. income generation and environmental awareness. The trust plans to work with the local community to improve their living situation. Anyway it is a small but sincere start and hopeful it will be well received and benefit those involved. If you have any ideas please do let me know.
I have to also say a huge huge Thank You to all involved in the creation of the trust for their time, effort, expertease and resources!
Have a wee look at the FB page and like it
http://www.facebook.com/NobleheartCharitableTrust?fref=ts
So I have been a wee bit busy lately with a wee project that I hope will grow to be not so wee.
This will take a few years to get on its feet and of course I want to do a good job which takes some time in preparation of how to best benefit the local community in Bodhgaya. So no rush, have lots of research to do but I wanted to share this news and get your feedback and or ideas.
The Noble Heart Charitable Trust is based in Bodhgaya, India. The plan is to have a small meditation/yoga retreat center from which funds will be put into the community in the form of family and health education. income generation and environmental awareness. The trust plans to work with the local community to improve their living situation. Anyway it is a small but sincere start and hopeful it will be well received and benefit those involved. If you have any ideas please do let me know.
I have to also say a huge huge Thank You to all involved in the creation of the trust for their time, effort, expertease and resources!
Have a wee look at the FB page and like it
http://www.facebook.com/NobleheartCharitableTrust?fref=ts
Thursday, June 6, 2013
Teaching with His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama in McLeod Ganj
June 1st -4th His Holiness taught on Shantidevas text the A Guide to the Bodhisattvas Way of Life.
The teaching was sponsored by the ever growing Indian Buddhist community.
The following link gives the recorded webcast of the teaching;
http://www.dalailama.com/webcasts/post/286-a-guide-to-the-bodhisattvas-way-of-life---dharamsala-june-2013
The text itself, which is a buide on how to develop compassion and wisdom can be found at;
http://www.amazon.com/Guide-Bodhisattvas-Way-Life-Santideva/dp/8185102597/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1370522408&sr=1-3&keywords=guide+to+the+bodhisattvas+way+of+life
Thousand of people attended and the temple was packed full. His Holiness was in great health and gave a wonderful teaching. As he walked from his residence to the temple he stopped to talk with people, shake hands, play with kids and was just so open and loving with the crowd. It was such a pleasure to see everyone so happy in his presence.
He is only here in India for a few days before he heads off to Australia. Hard to believe he is 77 years old and able to keep up such a hectic teaching schedule, such is the kindness of the lama. We are truly blessed to have such a great person on this planet, or as Lobsang says;
"His Holiness is the 8th wonder of the world."
Today I was also looking at this web site which has been inspired by His Holiness so thought I would share it with you. http://charterforcompassion.org/
June 1st -4th His Holiness taught on Shantidevas text the A Guide to the Bodhisattvas Way of Life.
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| stupas |
The following link gives the recorded webcast of the teaching;
http://www.dalailama.com/webcasts/post/286-a-guide-to-the-bodhisattvas-way-of-life---dharamsala-june-2013
The text itself, which is a buide on how to develop compassion and wisdom can be found at;
http://www.amazon.com/Guide-Bodhisattvas-Way-Life-Santideva/dp/8185102597/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1370522408&sr=1-3&keywords=guide+to+the+bodhisattvas+way+of+life
Thousand of people attended and the temple was packed full. His Holiness was in great health and gave a wonderful teaching. As he walked from his residence to the temple he stopped to talk with people, shake hands, play with kids and was just so open and loving with the crowd. It was such a pleasure to see everyone so happy in his presence.
He is only here in India for a few days before he heads off to Australia. Hard to believe he is 77 years old and able to keep up such a hectic teaching schedule, such is the kindness of the lama. We are truly blessed to have such a great person on this planet, or as Lobsang says;
"His Holiness is the 8th wonder of the world."
Today I was also looking at this web site which has been inspired by His Holiness so thought I would share it with you. http://charterforcompassion.org/
McLeod Ganj. Meet Lobsang Wangyal
After Buddha Janti it was time to head for the cooler climates of the hills, back to McLeod Ganj. The home in exile of His Holiness the Dalai Lama and thousands of refugee and Indian born Tibetans. This once tiny village is now a small city which teeters on top of a hill, at the foothills of the Himalayas. As the world embraced His Holiness, more and more people have flocked to McLeod Ganj and it has been fondly re-named Little Lhasa of India.
I first met Losang back in 1996 on my visit to McLeod. Lobsang is not only well know in town for his good looks and charm but mostly for his tireless work to let the world know about political situation and occupation of Tibet as well as the plight of the Tibetan people inside and outside of Tibet. Unlike most of the young Tibetan boys and men in town who chase or court female tourist in the hope of a getting visa to the west, Lobsang has no desire to leave the Tibetan community in exile. He feels he can work more effectively to raise awareness of Tibet issues with the people who visit McLeod and have connections to the Tibetans. He also works with the Tibetan people to raise their awareness of global issues and international events as he feels Tibetans need to open their perspective of the world and even support or collaborate with other peoples facing occupation and persecution. While not full on political, Lobsang has come up with uniuque and interesting ways to get information on Tibet into the mainstream news and society. For example,to protest the 2008 Olympics in China, Lobsang decided to hold the Tibet Olympics at the Tibetan Children's Village. The event was not only successful but the advertising alone made people speak out more against Chinese occupation of Tibet. To keep people informed Lobsang updates his a news paper web site everyday with global events and has well over 2000 readers a day. Check it out at; http://www.tibetsun.com
Lobsang also enjoys promoting Tibetan culture and often attempts to modernize Tibetan culture with various events such as film festival and music concerts;
His most successful event is the Miss Tibet pageant which has grown in popularity over the years.
More info on Miss Tibet here is the link; http://www.misstibet.com
More info on Miss Tibet here is the link; http://www.misstibet.com
Lobsang present undertaking is to help promote McLeod Ganj itself, complete with events, volunteering opportunities, courses on every thing from meditation to cooking classes as well as all the info you could want on hotels and restaurants. This is a huge project but Lobsang is loving his new self imposed task and believes it will help not only local businesses to grow and become more professional but inform so many weary travellers and Dharma investigators who come to this city on the hill.
Check out Lobasang new web site on McLeod Ganj at;
Thanks Lobsang for all you work over the years and I wish you all the best and every success in the future.
Saka Dawa or Buddha Janti
May 25th was the day of Buddhas
enlightenment I was in Bodhgaya for the celebrations and it was crazy busy. The
Indians call this day Buddhas birthday, even though the Buddha was born, died
and got enlightened on the same day, the Tibetans celebrate his enlightenment,
while the Indians who always love a good party with all the glitz and glam,
celebrate this day as his birthday. May is also the wedding season in Bodhgaya so
we had about 5 weddings in town every weekend which in India means 3 days of
very loud dance music all night long. I am positive the Buddha would never have
gotten enlightened if they had loud speakers in his day.
| flag and Bodhi tree |
| small stupas |
The story
goes that the Buddha sat down under the Bodhi tree at sunset and made a strong
resolved to not move until he attained enlightenment. After a night of
wrestling with his inner demons of temptation and anger he gained full
enlightenment at dawn. So the practice of sitting under the tree on the same
night Buddha attained enlightenment is a thing that many Buddhist aspire to do,
so I had to have a go.
Anyway; I
did attempt to emulate the master. I tried to still my mind in meditation but
failed miserably; I did walking meditation but it was kind of hard when the
school kids story time ended and their play time began; I contemplate human
suffering while gazing at the Bodhi tree under the light of the full moon and
three spotlights but again gave up when the stray dogs decided to use me as
their play toy; so with earplugs and blind fold I tried to sleep, but again, at
least for me, there was no inner peace to be attained that night. By 1am it was
clearly time for me to go home, but the watchmen lock us in and armed guards
prowl the boundary wall for added protection to the mediators. Lucky though
again this is India and the guards with guns were asleep in their barracks. I begged
the watchmen to open the gate but no way, they would not budge, a rule was a
rule and this must be the only rule in India that does not get broken. So
longing for my quiet bedroom and determined to get home I told the watched I
was going to jump the area of wall into the market where no armed guard patrolled.
I have known the watchmen for a long time so they just smiled under their big moustaches
and said “oh Linda Gee” as they literally turned their heads the other way; so off
I went.
I
decided to escape from the very place Buddhist flock to, the famed place of
peace, the place I love to be!? Weird but for my own sanity I had to get away
for these loud Buddhist!? I thought;
what would the Buddha do here and what would he think of my escape? I consoled
myself with the thought that he also left society for a quiet place and I am
sure he would just have laughed as much as anyone else at my escapes. So no
worries. Commando style with my bag on my back and folded mosquito tent over
one shoulder I climbed the gate into the meditation park and ran over to the
perimeter brick wall. Bags off I ran up and down the wall in search of a spot
that I could get up on to and which was not too far to jump down on the other
side. Found it; but I had to walk along the top of the wall for a few feet. Ok
Bags over the wall and up I went. I peeped around to make sure no-one was
around, the coast was clear; up I went, walked along the top and jumped down
the other side. YEH! All the time
thinking to myself; I am 49 years old, not a school kid, I can’t remember the
last time I jumped a wall. Luckily the market was empty just a few cows
sleeping and dog roaming around. Relieved to be out I sprinted home to bed. So
much for my steadfast determination to endure all hardships and gain
enlightenment that night.
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Rishikish snaps
Here are some odd pics of the stay in Rishikesh
The guy in the picture above greets the customers to his resturant, Chotiwalla. Every day he sit there in full make up and people take his photos all day long. The resturants is nothing special just good Indian fare but he is the main attraction. http://www.chotiwalarestaurant.com/reach.html
Here are some odd pics of the stay in Rishikesh
| camping trip group |
| camping on the river Ganga |
| sunset arti puja |
| street vendors |
| holy man giving holding prayer ceremony |
| Chotiwalla resturant greeter |
The yoga experience.
Silly me but I always thought that when a business advertises their product, takes people’s precious time and money with a smile or in this case a Namaste, that an unspoken contract has been formed and that the customer would he happy with the good he/she receives. If however the business does not deliver the goods then this is not only false advertising but bad business and an insult to the customer. In this case, injury was added to insult by using teachings of mind training to not only not take responsibility for an inability do good business but also put blame on the customer/student for having complaints; now this is simply abusive! And this is my take on putting it all nicely.
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| sun salutation by mother ganga |
It has been an all consuming 6 weeks and I have
to apology for being a slacker on the updates. I have to say that while the
kitchen and reception staff at Yog Peeth were wonderful; kind, helpful, just
sweethearts. The Indian asana teacher was absolutely fantastic and
we all just loved him, the director gave great teachings on anatomy and philosphy however even for all those good things I cannot say that these past weeks have been
a wonderful experience. It has been more of a practice in tolerance and dealing
with my own and others anger, frustration, disappointment and overall feelings off
being ripped off, unappreciated, disregarded and even ignored. “What”! I hear
you say, “That’s not very yogic.” Anyway, you could say, just like the teacher
at the Yog Peeth does, that this is all my perception and that I have to use my
yogi mind to transform the situation and only then will I be a ‘real yogi’ like him, is of course is implied. hmmmmmmm?
In Buddhist teachings the Tibetans give a great
analogy for this idea. They say instead of trying to cover the surface of the
earth with leather so that you protect your feet from stones and thrones, it is
better just to cover the soles of your feet with leather. This is a wonderful way
to portray the mind training practices which can be used in difficult situation
where you have little or no control over people’s dramas or dysfunctional
relations. By employing mind training in this way you can keep a calm mind and
not be dragged down by a situation. Mind training is the basis for all
religious and spiritual practice; geeze, even if you just wanna be a good
person you have to employ some form of restraining your own mind and not just reaction to difficult
and bad situations/people. Let me also
add here that another part of mind training is find courage to speak out for
justice and not turn a blind eye Anyway, back to the Yog Peeth.
| icy cold |
Silly me but I always thought that when a business advertises their product, takes people’s precious time and money with a smile or in this case a Namaste, that an unspoken contract has been formed and that the customer would he happy with the good he/she receives. If however the business does not deliver the goods then this is not only false advertising but bad business and an insult to the customer. In this case, injury was added to insult by using teachings of mind training to not only not take responsibility for an inability do good business but also put blame on the customer/student for having complaints; now this is simply abusive! And this is my take on putting it all nicely.
Anyway I have endured six weeks of looking at
my mind to check and see where and if I am to blame; which is just a mind ****** and a complete drain of energy. The situation stirred up so much confusion and discomfort
in me as well as in other students and among students. So; me being me, after 16 days, on behalf of
myself and all the other students, who did not want to make waves, I felt
compelled to speak the truth and give constructive, business like suggestions
rather than a list of bitchy complaints.
The blatantly obvious problem causing all this
friction was one of the main teachers. He was not only unfit to teach, due to the
projection of his own insecurities, depression and mental baggage onto students
but he also had no experience teaching. He’s in young, America, barely out of
Uni and just finished the previous 200 hour teacher training course! He did not
even have enough knowledge of the asanas and some students who knew more that
he did, had to help him out so that new students would not injure themselves.
This poor guy has no professional ethics or respect for yoga practice, the
students, the Peeth, the director, or himself. With such low self esteem he had
to spend most of his time gathering a clique or posy of impressionable
youngsters around him in the canteen so that he could hear himself spout his
personal philosophies. It was similar to a high school lunch hall complete
with, disapproving looks, searing, giggles and gossip. Hilarious in so many ways
as it would have been major hit on the realty TV world and this poor guy would
be a super star; however, in real life it was just an overall nasty and
pity-full situation, that may I add, I paid to endure!
This uninspiring atmosphere divided
the group, stinted people getting to know each other and working together and
over all completely halted the fostering of a positive, yogic vibe. So what to
do? I should have packed my bags after the first day because I saw it all
coming but I chose to stay in the hope that my perceptions were wrong and that it
would get better, but it only got worse.
Anyway back to my speaking my truth to the
director. Turns out I was not the only one who had spoken out about this
‘teacher.’ My complaints and suggestions echoed others feeling and were received
well and even agreed with by him. Wonderful
thought I, “there is hope to salvage this bad situation, maybe I will not run
away after all.” I was taken into the director’s confidence, commended for my
professional way of addressing the issue and promised that the ‘teacher’ would
be “replaced the following week.” Now this is where it hurts and where I lost
confidence in the school. Of course, nothing was done; my suggestions along
with the complaints of others were ignored.
Promises of change were reneged on and it was implied that, as the
analogy suggests, I put leather on the soles of my feet, or in cruder terms; learn
to suck it up. Wow ! Ok! Again, what to do?
Each day the atmosphere at the Peeth continued
to deteriorate it was still filled with complaints/ frustrations/ gossip/ group
division/ lack of enthusiasm and frustration. By the middle of week 4 it all
came to a head when the ‘teacher’ tried to tighten his control of the classes,
completely demeaned and tried to impose his imagined ‘power’ over some
students. In a last bid attempt to solve the problem, (which could have been
done in week 1 by removing the ‘teacher’) in a true professional manner, (NOT!)
the director decide to openly bring up the subject to 50 students. OMG!! This
turned into a completely disrespectful yelling fest, which was then quickly
turned into a kumbayah hugging fest. Some of the teacher’s closest disciples
and the peacemakers in the group tried to grab control of the situation.
However some were also now turning mind training on its head, by guilt tripping
people into shutting up. The by spouting the cooling balm of a few cute face
book quotes, some heartless hugs, the odd tear and many superficial apologies
the situation was ‘solved’. The director smiled as he stood and watched the
display of people wanting to be seen to be ‘good yogis.’ For me this was too little too late. I sat in
the back of the room, emotionless, numb to it all and thinking that I was watching a real live reality show!! I have never seen such a display of utter denial,
disfunctionality and twisting of a spiritual teaching in a group of so called
adults. I also at this point had absolutely no respect left for the school and
completely saddened by the whole situation. Could people not see how their
strings were being pulled and that they had paid for a training which they
never received!
The amazing thing is that all the
students are great people and so unique. All of the people I interacted with
have had amazing experience, are honestly seeking a yogi/spiritual path,
questioning the state of the world and so want to do good things with their
lives. Many want to teach and inspire others to not only do asana but follow
the yogic perspective. I have been very inspired by many of the students at the
Peeth and have formed some wonderful friendship which I hope will only deepen
and grow over the years.
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| week 5; 6 am field trip for some fun |
Anyway,
week 5 was a lot better, but by no means perfect. The ‘teacher’ was removed and
with the director now teaching and another teacher giving workshops and
pointing out all the bad habits in postures, the new students realized just how
much they had not learned in the past 4 weeks. Morale was low and people also
took the odd class or day off just to de-stress and attempt to relax and mend bruised
relationships. Some people just stopped interacting with each other while others
got closer. It was like watching people clean up a car wreck and different
people heal in different ways; some talk, some shop, some smoke or drink, some
work out, ignored it all, some hook up, some sing, some laugh and attempt to
make others laugh, some cry, some isolate and some take longer than others to heal
and make sense of weird situations and move on. a week we also had a dress up in traditional India clothes evening where a lot of the girls wore a sari and that really did help to boost moral. So I hung in there and tried to learn what I could and got closer to many
of my fellow students.
Week 6 was the best week of all and we kicked
it off with a talent show. This was to break people’s stage fright for teaching
but it also seemed to really bring us all together. Students were paired up and
had to present a 2 hour yoga class. It was fun to design a yoga class and teach
but working with a partner and being supportive of class mates was even better
and just what we all needed. People got creative with sequences and posture but
also with themes employing music, stories, colours, philosophy, visualizations,
essential oils, etc. Really the best week of the whole program and for this
week alone I am so glad that I stayed. (Then again, it always a feels better walking
on grass after you kick off a pair of tight high heels). So a huge thanks you
to all the students and I truly wish you all the best on your journey in life
and as yoga teachers.
Anyway this whole experience has just re-shown
me some things. 1st One bad apple does ruin it for the majority; 2nd
Group dynamics in a negative situation can bring out the worst and the best in
people, including myself; 3rd a business focused on cutting corners,
projecting a grand image and growing, rather on delivering the goods does not
work in the short term and will probably not make it to the long term; 4th
Careful how you mix business with spirituality. 5th and maybe the
most import; trust your gut. If you think the wool is being pulled over your
eyes, well it probably is. So speak you truth and quietly leave.
| sand and flower Zhiva Lingam |
Some people will have great memories of this yoga school and
some only bad; me, bitter-sweet I would say. I am sad to leave such great students, fun staff and wonderful Indian yoga teacher and am regretful that I did not have the energy to make more of an
effort to get to know everyone a bit better. I also leave knowing I have to do a lot more
practice and more practice of teaching yoga before I am really ready to teach. However,
I am so relieved to be out of a very trying and confusing situation. I have to wish the Peeth
every success, but ask them to measure that success in quality not quantity. I
also wondered if I would post this or not but I would not want anyone to go
through what I just did. So all yi budding yoga teachers be aware and check out your
yoga school and if you have high standards of what a school is, then maybe try another of the many schools in Rishikesh
Sunday, April 14, 2013
Hatha Yoga; Rishekesh
Well it has been a busy 2 weeks with ups and downs. The days are filled with new information, new asanas, sore muscle and loads of massage oil. Enjoying the course and the teacher of philosophy is good! He is confirming all my ideas that the philosophy behind Hatha and Astanga yoga practices compliment each other and in turn can enhance my Buddhist meditation practice because up to a certain philosophical point these paths are similar. After all the historical Buddha did study and practice yoga philosophy and was the disciple of many a yogi master before he went off and did his own meditative research. It is funny though I feel like a Tibetan Buddhist spy in amoung all the Hindu Yogis stealing their practice secrets.
The only thing that does bug me or not feel right is this idea of a universal consciousness or Atma. Ok I was born in the 60"s and have a wee bit of hippy to me but this theory is just not grounded enough for my mind and for me the Buddhist philosophy on Emptiness or Anatma is much more logical; where as 'univeral conciousness' is just way up there with purple unicorns; i.e. can't be proven.
We have also had some other fun activities related to our studies and this week we have to draw and colour in the chakras. Yes I feel like I am in primary school again complete with getting to 50 other student whom are all mostly in their late 20's. The yoga group also attended a fire puja ceremony on the river Ganga this week which was just beautiful and yesterday we took a walk up the hills to a small temple. Rishekesh is a beautiful place just waiting to be explored. Hope I can find the time to do so.
Well it has been a busy 2 weeks with ups and downs. The days are filled with new information, new asanas, sore muscle and loads of massage oil. Enjoying the course and the teacher of philosophy is good! He is confirming all my ideas that the philosophy behind Hatha and Astanga yoga practices compliment each other and in turn can enhance my Buddhist meditation practice because up to a certain philosophical point these paths are similar. After all the historical Buddha did study and practice yoga philosophy and was the disciple of many a yogi master before he went off and did his own meditative research. It is funny though I feel like a Tibetan Buddhist spy in amoung all the Hindu Yogis stealing their practice secrets.
The only thing that does bug me or not feel right is this idea of a universal consciousness or Atma. Ok I was born in the 60"s and have a wee bit of hippy to me but this theory is just not grounded enough for my mind and for me the Buddhist philosophy on Emptiness or Anatma is much more logical; where as 'univeral conciousness' is just way up there with purple unicorns; i.e. can't be proven.
We have also had some other fun activities related to our studies and this week we have to draw and colour in the chakras. Yes I feel like I am in primary school again complete with getting to 50 other student whom are all mostly in their late 20's. The yoga group also attended a fire puja ceremony on the river Ganga this week which was just beautiful and yesterday we took a walk up the hills to a small temple. Rishekesh is a beautiful place just waiting to be explored. Hope I can find the time to do so.
| girls at fire puja |
| Monkey Mama |
Saturday, April 13, 2013
Kashmir Book Review Just In
I just read the latest review for Nylas Book and want to pass it on as many of you may be able to use her work in your research or to expand your personal knowledge. I had mentioned the book in previous posts, so here is the latest review.
http://us.macmillan.com/theparchmentofkashmir/NylaAliKhan
I just read the latest review for Nylas Book and want to pass it on as many of you may be able to use her work in your research or to expand your personal knowledge. I had mentioned the book in previous posts, so here is the latest review.
http://us.macmillan.com/theparchmentofkashmir/NylaAliKhan
The Parchment of Kashmir gathers together a wide range of essays on the subject of Kashmir. It is a compelling and stimulating book for a number of reasons. First, it interrelates a range of disciplines from political science and sociology to history, philosophy, and English. Second, it is produced by academics, all of whom are based in Jammu and Kashmir. Third, because these essays are written by scholars who are intimate with Kashmir, yet have not had an opportunity to be read outside of local circles, the book gives them a readership that they otherwise wouldn’t have; but readers themselves also benefit because the essays provide them with a view that is genuine and local and that otherwise would have been obscured.
The book comprises an introduction and nine chapters, each authored by different scholars. Therefore, it seems appropriate to structure this review according to their separate contributions. As with any such collection of essays, there is, of course, an element of repetition. But, broadly speaking, the essays follow a chronological trajectory, passing from the personal, through the spiritual, to the practical, and then back to the personal. The book is demarcated by sections which group the essays under such subjects as identity andKashmiriyat, cultural syncretism, sovereignty and democratic governance, conflict, and knowledge production.
Nyla Ali Khan, the editor, who currently teaches at the University of Oklahoma and has written extensively on Kashmir (most recently, Islam, Women, and Violence in Kashmir: Between India and Pakistan, Tulika Books, 2009; Palgrave Macmillan, 2010; Gulshan Books, 2011), begins her Introduction with a general look at Kashmir, focusing next upon issues of history, nation, culture, and misfortune. Noteworthy is Khan’s insistence on the heterogeneity of Kashmiri identity and history, her refusal to sentimentalize aspects of cultural loss (such as the loss of Kashmiriyat), and her emphasis on ‘analyses of subjectivity’, which makes possible her own emphasis on women’s roles and identity in the context of cultural and political upheaval. In Khan’s words: ‘Narrative structures in this work are constituted by the variables of race, gender, education, marital status, social class, and nationality, which generate complex conventions and relations of power’ (p. 7). The result of this diversity of personal and ideological backgrounds is a richness that cannot be reduced to a monolithic truth about Kashmir.
The first chapter, ‘Evolution of my identity vis-Ã -vis Islam and Kashmir’, by Mohammad Ishaq Khan, provides an effective opening by examining personal identity and opinions in the historical environment of Kashmir. Most important, key terms are introduced, includingKashmiriyat, jihad, rishis, Sufis, and azadi. All are examined from the personal viewpoint so that, for example, jihad is thought of as the war against one’s baser self. The essay concludes with an appeal to the higher, unifying logic of spiritual nonviolence.
Continuing the discussion of Kashmiriyat, the second essay, ‘Kashmiriyat: The Voice of the Past Misconstrued’, by Rattan Lal Hangloo, historicizes this ethos of Kashmiriness, viewing it not merely as a concept but as a many-layered, syncretic cultural and secular institution. This essay is, in many ways, the most fundamental contribution in that it examines Kashmiriyat in detail, its development and change over time. Hangloo views Kashmiriyat as unique to Kashmir as a result of geography, ecology, religion, and culture, although it has imbibed influences from neighbours. He concludes with a useful discussion of the partial erosion of Kashmiriyat in terms of diaspora and the geopolitics of the Cold War.
Chapter three builds upon the previous contribution in that it examines both Muslim and Hindu approaches to Kashmiriyat. But M.H. Zaffar’s inspirational essay on the spiritual nature of Kashmir prioritizes ‘an un-indoctrinated folk approach’ (p. 71) as it looks in turn at Buddhism, Saivism, and Sufism. The whole is further enlightened by wonderful selections from the poetry of Lal-Ded and Nund Rishi.
Neerja Mattoo’s essay complements Zaffar’s in bringing the Sufi and Saiva traditions together as a symbiotic entity. Mattoo discusses the poetry of Lal-Ded, Nund Rishi, Shah Ghafoor, and Rupa Bhavani to show how the Muslim and Hindu mystical traditions fuse to form a common worship of the Divine.
The following four chapters take a pragmatic turn, beginning with Noor Ahmad Baba’s ‘Democracy and Governance in Kashmir’, which introduces the more practical elements in an examination of democracy and government. In the conflict between two states over governance, the Kashmir Valley in particular has suffered, leaving a politically bereft community and laying waste to the potential of a true democracy, defined here as ‘the empowerment of people, ensuring rule of law and guaranteeing rights and securities fundamental for living a good life’ (p. 106). Sheikh Mohammad Abdullah’s re-election in 1975 paved the way for decentralization through local governance with the adoption of the Panchayati Raj Act of 1989; unfortunately, these sound initiatives were squandered as the Jammu and Kashmir region grew increasingly militant and divisive. The key point made by Baba is that there are not simply two states that are involved; this simplistic view completely disregards the will of the people and produces politico-institutional distortions.
Gull Mohammad Wani’s essay, ‘Political Assertion of Kashmiri Identity, follows naturally from Baba’s while taking up the thread begun by Hangloo on the subject of identity politics. Wani clarifies that the issues lie essentially between people, not in people. The idea of community is traced through history, from 1585 onward, and illustrates the gradual elimination of the Kashmiri self. Particular attention is paid to the spirit of nationalism and the drive for self-determination in the face of foreign aggression and oppression, and the secular ideology of Kashmiriyat is understood as the core element of Kashmiris, such as was embodied in the 1950s political mobilization led by Sheikh Mohammad Abdullah. Wani argues that the distinct identity of the Kashmiris is rooted in history and culture, but it also includes variables such as geography, economic viability, and iconography. While such a view has been inhibited by the differing thought processes of India and Pakistan and held back by global geopolitics, the essay remains optimistic about the prospects for regional governance.
Chapter seven investigates in more detail the historical links between Kashmiri and Indian nationalisms. These were not inimical in their aims – agrarian reform being one of the binding factors, secular democracy being another. However, over time and, in particular, with the ousting of Sheikh Mohammad Abdullah in 1953, the two came into conflict; Kashmir then became India’s ‘national interest’ and thus the two nationalisms became antagonistic. Of note in the essay is Rekha Chowdhary’s urging readers to consider what is left out of forms of nationalism that are univocal and monolithic: the will of the people themselves in all of their cultural diversity and genuine heterogeneity.
Bashir Ahmed Dabla’s essay, ‘Sociological Dimensions and Implications of the Kashmir Problem’, develops many of these ideas from the sociological viewpoint. Commendable is Dabla’s inclusion of his own personal experiences of the trauma and ravages wrought by the state of militarization and militancy in Kashmir. His premise is that Kashmiri identity is distinctive, affected by a wide range of factors including religion, ideology, politics, economics, sociology, culture, and psychology. With the active participation of academics, the distinctive Kashmiri perspective has been highlighted and reinforced by the growth of militancy. The author recognizes four phases over recent history: one, Kashmiri national fervour and progressive reforms; two, ambiguous democracy; three, mass election rigging; four, the insurrection of Kashmiri youth. Following this is a discussion on a range of broadly sociological problems, including demographic manipulation, economic backwardness, educational backwardness, violence against women, deviance and crime, and the effects of all of these, including discrimination against Kashmiris, cultural deprivation, mental and physical deterioration, corruption and militancy. Dabla concludes that there is a desperate need for social programmes and, in fact, complete social rehabilitation.
The book closes with a moving personal account of the politics of exclusion enforced by the Indian hegemonic state. From an early age, writes Hameeda Naeem, ‘I got passionately involved in thinking about the fate of my homeland, which paradoxically seemed to be my own, and yet very alien’ (p. 214). An education in postcolonial theory exposed Naeem to the politics of knowledge construction and the ideological functioning of the state, the manner in which the state coerced or manufactured consent to its regulation of every aspect of human life. Gross brutalities carried out by the Indian Army against people for demanding basic civic rights, several of whom included the author’s own family, galvanized Naeem into political activism. Not only the repressive forces of the government but the public media – ‘analyses of television debates; the invited panelists; write-ups in the national English and vernacular papers, magazines, and reports from the government agencies; and …reporting on the conflict by the national media’ (p. 220) – too bear responsibility for distorting facts and silencing minority voices. As a result, the history of Kashmir, both past and present, stands severely diminished, and children are brought up ‘almost rootless’ (p. 221).
In all, this collection of essays is a compelling tribute to the need for genuine democracy for Kashmir, one that will account for all of its voices, religions, languages, histories, and traditions. One must believe that the sharing of such views with other scholars, particularly in the Indian subcontinent, will produce some movement, if barely perceptible, towards a fuller understanding and a possible settlement of the Kashmir issue. Furthermore, the book provides an instructive framework for both theoreticians and practitioners who work on global minority issues which bears some resemblance to that of Kashmir. An obvious example which springs to mind and is located in at least four states is that of the Kurds. In Iraq, there is a clear Kurdish history, identity, and perspective and at the present time efforts are being made to delimit a boundary to the Kurdish area which takes into account the variables discussed in this book. The Parchment of Kashmir is a step in the direction toward a broader, yet deeper, knowledge of Kashmir as told by Kashmiris. More than this: to read its parchment is an invitation to extend our social and ethical thinking.
Alpana Sharma
Wright State University, Dayton
Friday, April 5, 2013
Rishekesh, on the Ganga.
Rishekesh is a beautiful place on the foothills of the Himalays where the Ganga flows through from the ice covered mountains. Just being here one can't help but feel blessed. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rishikesh
It is a very busy town sprawling up the side of three mountains. There are many Indian tourists on the weekends and also many come for pilgrimage. People stay in the numerous ashrams to receive teaching from their gurus but the majority come for a dip in the clean water of the Ganga to receive blessing and stay in the guest houses. I will take a dip in the water here when it gets warmer before I would take a dip in the Ganga in Varanasi. The water is frosty blue, clear and really cold just off the ice caps.
I came here to join a yoga peeth for 6 week teacher training in Hatha Yoga. It is only a few days in and every muscle is hurting. (All those weeks in meditation did not tone muscle for sure.) There are 50 people on the course and we are in 2 groups. I am lucky to be in the smaller group of 20 in the nicer accommodation. We have 2 teachers, one Indian, one from USA with very different style, so this will be interesting. The schedule starts at 6am and we have 4 hours of yoga asana per day, 1 hour of Philospohy, 1 hour of Anatomy and around 1 hour of breathing techniques (pranayama). So it is a full day but we do still manage a 3 hour break in the afternoon to study or see the sites. Since I got here though I have had a bad cold so I have been lazy in the breaks. Anyway I am sure this will be a very good learning experience and will keep you posted.
Rishekesh has also been made famous by the Fab Four who visited here in 1968. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beatles_in_India
Here is the happy rishekesh song written by the fab four when they were here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJfG8vWpK5k and a wee clip I found on You Tube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gXsJ1tBaTw
Rishekesh is a beautiful place on the foothills of the Himalays where the Ganga flows through from the ice covered mountains. Just being here one can't help but feel blessed. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rishikesh
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| Ramjulla bridge |
| On the ghats |
| Pilgram taking their purifying bath |
| weekend job selling flowers |
| Lord Zhiva statue by the water |
It is a very busy town sprawling up the side of three mountains. There are many Indian tourists on the weekends and also many come for pilgrimage. People stay in the numerous ashrams to receive teaching from their gurus but the majority come for a dip in the clean water of the Ganga to receive blessing and stay in the guest houses. I will take a dip in the water here when it gets warmer before I would take a dip in the Ganga in Varanasi. The water is frosty blue, clear and really cold just off the ice caps.
I came here to join a yoga peeth for 6 week teacher training in Hatha Yoga. It is only a few days in and every muscle is hurting. (All those weeks in meditation did not tone muscle for sure.) There are 50 people on the course and we are in 2 groups. I am lucky to be in the smaller group of 20 in the nicer accommodation. We have 2 teachers, one Indian, one from USA with very different style, so this will be interesting. The schedule starts at 6am and we have 4 hours of yoga asana per day, 1 hour of Philospohy, 1 hour of Anatomy and around 1 hour of breathing techniques (pranayama). So it is a full day but we do still manage a 3 hour break in the afternoon to study or see the sites. Since I got here though I have had a bad cold so I have been lazy in the breaks. Anyway I am sure this will be a very good learning experience and will keep you posted.
Rishekesh has also been made famous by the Fab Four who visited here in 1968. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Beatles_in_India
Here is the happy rishekesh song written by the fab four when they were here http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mJfG8vWpK5k and a wee clip I found on You Tube http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5gXsJ1tBaTw
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| with the Guru |
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Leaving Bodhgaya; one door closes and another opens
Leaving Bodhgaya is always hard and often a wee tear or two comes but yoga in Rishekesh awaits.
So before leaving I often offer robes to the Buddha and this year I dressed him in yellow; very nice.
| Buddha Statue at Mahabodhi temple |
Pilgrims offers all kinds of robes to this statue, it is a wee bit like dressing up a Barbie doll and I have seen some fun colours on this statue. Everything from shimmery gold and silver to scarlet red and hot pink with gold. I think the hot pink robes must have been offered by the Thai gay community. Anyway I joke about it but to offer robes to this statue is very auspicious thing to do and represents ones respect to the Buddha as a teacher and one dedication to following and understanding the Dharma (Buddha realization the self and reality of the nature of reality.) So I offered robes then went to get one last blessing from the Bodhi tree. You cannot get to touch the tree anymore because people were tearing off the bark for souvenirs, so people now place the crown of their heads on the stone set into the enclosure which protects the tree.
I left Bodhgaya in the evening as the sun set and the night sky was turning that blue/ black colour and the start were truly like diamonds in the sky. I said my goodbyes and wishes that I can again return to this amazing , yet weird place. Rishekesh here I come.
| Thai monk praying at the tree |
Buddhism
for the Masses
Buddha attained enlightenment and taught that
we too can attain the same realization. He likened himself to a doctor who can
diagnose the patient and recommend medicine, which is the path of practice but it is up to each patient to take the medicine as prescribed. So
the responsibility for one’s own awakening in our own hands. However I often wonder does Buddha cringe
at seeing how his teachings have become for many a blind faith religion. Lay devotees
worship his image and make offering and sponsor fancy robed monastic’s to recite
the sutras in ancient language which they do not understand far less adherence
to the advice. Anyway the present degeneration of teachings is unfortunately
riff in all religions, teaching and paths and unfortunalty Buddhism is no
exception.
| Thai monks |
| Young Tibetan monks |
| Vietnamese nuns chat |
| Tibetan nun make offering |
| Korean Zen |
| Burmese mother and monk son |
| Thai monk |
He never wanted images made of him far less have a statue be an object of peoples devotion. On some days when there were large crowds mixed with Indian tourist snapping pictures of everything and having complete disregard for people trying to meditate or pray, the noise, the pushing and shoving to get to the tree or statue made me wonder, what was Buddhism really all about and what was I doing there? Was I just mouthing the prayers as well, was I being appearing pious to others? and yes I admit it I also have a wee stash of Bodhi leaves. Then I would stop and remember my the feeling in my heart and the years of practice in this place and thought no it is ok, your right where you need to be; and so are all these people. We are all here trying to understand Buddhas teaching, looking for inspiration on how to lead a peaceful meaning full life and we all have our own obstacles to that understanding which we have to overcome. Mine is dealing with so many Asians at once !
The group that was most interesting to me were the Indian Buddhist, many of whom have converted to Buddhism from Hinduism out of disagreement with the cast system or a desire to go back to what their ancestors practiced. They were all so happy to be there and just elated when people would acknowledge them as equals. Their wonder at the place and their humility toward everyone was inspiring, made me feel a bit embarrassed of my judgements.
So on my last day in Bodhgaya I just watched and appreciated the effort of so many pilgrims from so many countries to come to this place and are trying to practice a non-violent religion. In this day and age this can only be a good thing and hey if they push and show are noisy or do not know what the monks are reciting then who am I to say any different beacuse we are all here in peace.
| New Buddhist from Maharashtra India |
| Indian Buddhist lady's |
| Lady in prayer |
| Sri Lankan group |
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