Inspiration from India that stays in my heart…..

Inspiration from India that stays in my heart…..
satsangatve nissangatvam
nissangatve nirmohatvam
nirmohatve niscalitatvam
niscalitatvam jiivanmuktih -Bhajagovindam by Adi Shankaracharya.

In a state of satsanga, good company, (comes) non-attachment; in non-attachment, a state beyond confusion; in truth beyond confusion, motionlessness; in motionlessness, living freedom.

Practice meditation, keep God, Almighty, as good company I say to myself but not always easy.

Have a good day!

The Bangle Sellers

The Bangle Sellers by Sarojini Naidu

Bangle sellers are we who bear
Our shining loads to the temple fair…
Who will buy these delicate, bright
Rainbow-tinted circles of light?
Lustrous tokens of radiant lives,
For happy daughters and happy wives.

Some are meet for a maiden’s wrist,
Silver and blue as the mountain mist,
Some are flushed like the buds that dream
On the tranquil brow of a woodland stream,
Some are aglow wth the bloom that cleaves
To the limpid glory of new born leaves

Some are like fields of sunlit corn,
Meet for a bride on her bridal morn,
Some, like the flame of her marriage fire,
Or, rich with the hue of her heart’s desire,
Tinkling, luminous, tender, and clear,
Like her bridal laughter and bridal tear.

Some are purple and gold flecked grey
For she who has journeyed through life midway,
Whose hands have cherished, whose love has blest,
And cradled fair sons on her faithful breast,
And serves her household in fruitful pride,
And worships the gods at her husband’s side.

Love to all Mother’s out there. Happy Mother’s day!

Meditation as a Spiritual Practice….

” Yoga, an ancient but perfect science, deals with the evolution of humanity. This evolution includes all aspects of one’s being, from bodily health to self-realization. Yoga means union – the union of body with consciousness and consciousness with the soul. Yoga cultivates the ways of maintaining a balanced attitude in day-to-day life and endows skill in the performance of one’s actions. ” -B.K.S. Iyengar.

I believe the best gift one could give, to children is, by being alive, in sound body, mind, spirit and heart.  I truly believe in holistic health and well-being.  I must be doing something right, since my Doctor recently gave me A+ for my excellent health.  As usual I talked to her, about the benefits of meditation and its impact on my current health.  Meditation pretty much saved my life in the West.  I would call myself  a  “South Indian” in the morning,  rest of the entire day,  I am like any other Immigrant American. Let me explain.  There are few very consistent, health  habits I follow, and one of them is starting my day with connecting to higher spirit through meditation. Asking  God, Almighty, for guidance during the day, and do my karma (work/career/job at hand for the day/taking care of business for the day). During the day as the day flows, stay in the moment and leave the outcome to God. This is some what similar way of life, my Grand Mother and Mother followed, except the difference is they did “Pooja”, Prayer and I practice meditation.

Every morning, no matter where I am, I have to start my day with Meditation. I am so very religious about it. There are no exceptions. I believe Meditation helps in my self-discipline. I don’t necessary follow any rule on duration any more,  it can be anywhere btw 20-40 minutes. I am also just a bit ritualistic about it. Since I grew up in a “Brahmin” household, I sort of enjoy reciting a little prayer for my meditation teacher and for universal peace.  Believe it or not,  meditation calling wakes me up every morning from sleep. My body is now so attuned to the habit,  it almost goes into meditative state as I am waking up.

Step One: I say a little prayer as I lay in bed trying to be wake and to go pick up my meditation Mat.

“ Guru Brhma Guru Vishnu Guru Devo Maheshwara Ha

Guru Sakshat Para Brahama Tasmai Sri Guave Namaha” 

A little prayer for my Meditation Gurudev/Teacher  to guide me in my meditation practice for the day.

Step Two: A short prayer for “Peace”.

“ Loka, Samasta, Sukhino Bhavantu, Sarve Jana Sukhino Bhavantu,

Samasta Sanmangalani Bhavantu

Om Shanti, Shanti, Shanti  he!!!

Step Three:  A short prayer.

“Dear God Almighty! Bless my family, Wes, Radha, Himmi & Johnny  and all the people I come across today with peace, prosperity, wealth, riches, love, joy, health, happiness, harmony, balance and bliss in ever-increasing abundance”.

Step Four: Just simple deep Meditation for 20 mint’s 40 mint’s.

Step Five:  I come out of meditation and thank God, for the nice meditation time for the day and ask to guide me through the day to be good to others and make good choices for my family.

That’s it. Rest of my day is pretty much like every other busy American Mother’s life, trying to rush through the day.  My household is very much like any other American family.  My spiritual practice is just for me and in no way it bothers any one, neither my husband who is a Christian,  nor my lifestyle in America.  I am at Peace. There is no need  to visit any temples, celebrate any Indian festivals, my body is my temple, my meditation is my every day celebration of Life.

Thank you for visiting my blog. Happy Mother’s day 🙂

” When the breath wanders the mind also is unsteady. But when the breath is calmed the mind too will be still, and the yogi achieves long life. Therefore, one should learn to control the breath. “- Hatha Yoga Pradipika.

Colored Toys……

Past few evenings have been such a joy, watching my seven-year old and the kids from neighborhood play,   a team of 8 -10 kids,  age range from 4-9,  play long and hard, endlessly, up until it get’s dark,  beyond Eight Thirty.  And I am ending up buying bubble making toys to my son, once in every couple of days, because they break so fast 🙂 The kids around here are into play with bubbles a lot these days,  they also play simple, and silly  they play tag. It is a joy to watch them smile, giggle and laugh a lot as they play.  Occasionally, my child comes up to me for a hug. My friend and I hang out on patio, sipping coffee and watch our kids play.  We are now falling into a routine of some sort.  I love and enjoy watching the kids play. It brings me back memories of  fantastic times I have spent as a child in Gadwal,  my home town,  playing with my brothers, cousins and a bunch of friends and kids from the neighborhood.  Which reminded me of  a poem by Rabindranath Tagore I read a long time ago.  Here it is, I hope you like it.

Colored Toys

When I bring to you colored toys, my child,
I understand why there is such a play of colors on clouds, on water,
and why flowers are painted in tints
—when I give colored toys to you, my child.

When I sing to make you dance
I truly now why there is music in leaves,
and why waves send their chorus of voices to the heart of the listening earth
—when I sing to make you dance.

When I bring sweet things to your greedy hands
I know why there is honey in the cup of the flowers
and why fruits are secretly filled with sweet juice
—when I bring sweet things to your greedy hands.

When I kiss your face to make you smile, my darling,
I surely understand what pleasure streams from the sky in morning light,
and what delight that is that is which the summer breeze brings to my body
—when I kiss you to make you smile.

– Rabindranath Tagore.

Practicing Patience….

“Adopt the pace of nature: her secret is patience.”-Ralph Waldo Emerson.

I have been listening to my Mother’s wisdom more often now than I ever did, while I was living India. ” Practice patience Radhika….” is the most often heard advice, from my Mother in all those years, of growing up back in India. I admit I was very stubborn and on top it I had bad temper. I found “practicing patience” as  a very profound and powerful advice works well for me.

While I say the same words  “Practice some patience Himmi/ Johnny” to my boys, I often find it funny and I can’t control laughing.  I sound so much like my Mother when I do that 🙂  I have cultivated more patience in these past few years living as an immigrant away from home and Mom than I have ever been.  I surely do believe practicing patience and meditation has given me to be so much more peaceful, content and happy right here and right now.  Anyways I just wanted to share my thoughts as I was thinking about “Mother’s day”.  Happy Mother’s day every one!

Patience is the mark of true love. A father has to be patient in order to show his love for his son or daughter. A mother, a son, and a daughter also. If you want to love, you must learn to be patient. If you are not patient, you cannot help the other person. -Thich Nhat Han.

Something to think about…..

Past weekend, I heard a lot of talk on Amir Khan’s dream project,  Satyamev Jayate, an Indian Hindi TV show, aired on Star Network and Doordarshan, is a talk show discussing social issues like child labor, health problems and other issues affecting the country. The first episode was about the sensitive issue of female foeticide .  I wish, I hope to see more media attention on eradicating poverty in India. It is about time.

“Overcoming poverty is not a task of charity; it is an act of justice. Like Slavery and Apartheid, poverty is not natural. It is man-made and it can be overcome and eradicated by the actions of human beings. Sometimes it falls on a generation to be great. YOU can be that great generation. Let your greatness blossom.”-Mandela.