Beautiful, Ugly, Illusive, Certain, Magical, Mundane....

.... ENTER POETRYDOM! 

My 13-years-old niece wrote possibly one of her first poems and sent it across to my utter delight. I wrote back with one of my own. Not to be left behind in spontaneity, she responded soon enough with another, and yet another! Here they are in chronology: 

When the tangy aroma filled the room,,

I slapped my book down with a loud "BOOM"!

I got up, dropping my pencil stand,

and ran out of the room, whacking my hand!

I stopped at the kitchen and looked around,

and there it was! Making a sizzling sound.

I picked up a spoon and tasted what was so attracting,

Oh, yum, yum, yum, it was most amazing!

Next to it, in a pan was potato fry,

finally, I can eat it with Puliyotharai!!!!!!!!!'

The response: 

Welcome to the world of magic and miracles -  

Chambers of secrets ;-) and flying bicycles, 

Rainbows at night, 

The philosopher's sight; 

Oh, the pink talking pumpkin -  

And most preciously, the Beauty within.  

For, Poetry can take you to this world, 

And leave you bewitched and bedazzled. 

A world of priceless value, 

The one right within You. 

Imagine my Ecstasy at encountering 

Humour, a necessary component to be able to pierce through the depth of life and its nuances; 

A Romance with words and their meanings (the dancing and playing with words that adds the spice); and 

Willingness to give Time & Attention to the Soul's flight, in the following piece: 

Thanks a lot for the awesome reply,

about the yummy puliyotharai

and the delicious potato fry!

I will continue to write poems like this,

remembering it, I will not miss!

I will learn more new words,

and write about animals and birds;

about frogs and lizards,

witches and wizards;

plants and trees,

Rome and Greece;

bows and arrows,

joys and sorrows;

libraries and books,

anchors and hooks...

I will stop here...

if I write much more,

it would become a terrible bore!!!

And one more,

I asked amma and appa about the blog,

They said they have no problem at all!

Though I don't know much about blogs,

I'm thinking about writing a poem on dogs!

Please do send a link to it,

I am waiting... I will not quit!

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I remember what one of my all-time favourite poets, Mary Oliver says about this Willingness, the meeting of "poetry and soul":

"If Romeo and Juliet had made their appointments to meet, in the moonlight-swept orchard, in all the peril and sweetness of conspiracy, and then more often than not failed to meet — one or the other lagging, or afraid, or busy elsewhere — there would have been no romance, no passion, none of the drama for which we remember and celebrate them. Writing a poem is not so different—it is a kind of possible love affair between something like the heart (that courageous but also shy factory of emotion) and the learned skills of the conscious mind. They make appointments with each other, and keep them, and something begins to happen. Or, they make appointments with each other but are casual and often fail to keep them: count on it, nothing happens. 

The part of the psyche that works in concert with consciousness and supplies a necessary part of the poem — the heart of the star as opposed to the shape of a star, let us say — exists in a mysterious, unmapped zone: not unconscious, not subconscious, but cautious. It learns quickly what sort of courtship it is going to be. Say you promise to be at your desk in the evenings, from seven to nine. It waits, it watches. If you are reliably there, it begins to show itself — soon it begins to arrive when you do. But if you are only there sometimes and are frequently late or inattentive, it will appear fleetingly, or it will not appear at all. 

Why should it? It can wait. It can stay silent a lifetime. Who knows anyway what it is, that wild, silky part of ourselves without which no poem can live? But we do know this: if it is going to enter into a passionate relationship and speak what is in its own portion of your mind, the other responsible and purposeful part of you had better be a Romeo. It doesn’t matter if risk is somewhere close by — risk is always hovering somewhere. But it won’t involve itself with anything less than a perfect seriousness. 

For the would-be writer of poems, this is the first and most essential thing to understand. It comes before everything, even technique."

Break fast in a Bowl

The breakfast is supposed to be the king of meals, and it is said these days that we should go all out to break our fast sumptuously.

I follow an ayurvedic regimen for the most part, adapting and modifying it to suit current contexts and routines.  The ayurvedic principles advise us to have light breakfasts and dinners and a heavier mid-day meal. According to the ancients, a light breakfast or none at all if you please!  I have found through trial and error and experimenting that this does seem to work better for the overall state of health and well-being. 

Imagine you are just recuperating from a fever: you would have been having very light meals so as to ease and facilitate the digestion process when the body is weak.  At this point when you are recuperating, you wouldn't immediately load the body with rich and nutritious foods; rather you would up the scale of nutrition and fats gradually and according to how your body's strength picks up.  Breaking one's fast is something similar.  After many hours of sleep and rest, the stomach is empty, all food digested and the body is ready to eliminate what was not required / not digested by it (hopefully!).  Your body and its metabolism is waking up, and is yet not at its peak.  You ingest gradually as and how your body wakes up to its full metabolic activity.  If we have a heavy breakfast, I figure we would be overloading the system.

If we were to go by the daily doshas cycle, that is, kapha, pitta and vata - our breakfast and dinner time both plonk right in the middle of the kapha times of the day (6 to 10 am, and 6 to 10 pm) (aliens and otherworldly souls who dine at 11 pm, wake up at 10 am and so on are not included in this category, their rhythms are different and need independent attending to).  Eating heavily during the kapha time would actually build up more kapha in the body (and this also depends on what one is eating).  However, as Captain Jack Sparrow would have said, these are to be taken as guidelines - a generic guideline would be to eat light during the kapha-building time, and eat well during the pitta time, when the body's digesting capacity is at its peak (10 am to 2 pm).  The other pitta dominating time is also 10 pm to 2 am, however, I am sure this is not a time to be eating at all, leave alone eating heavily.  This is the time for the pitta to be working from the inside to clean everything and get the body ready for the next day.

Image from eatfeelfresh.com

There were times when I used to have a full-stomached, loaded breakfast and I couldn't go without it.  I couldn't bear the thought of going even a little hungry.  But then, following a consistent and regular yoga practice, the body's native intelligence took over.  I naturally started eating lesser and lesser during breakfast without being completely aware of it initially.  Later I tried various combinations and portions and arrived at my optimum.  Of course, this is a dynamic optimum and changes a little according to how much exercise and sleep I have had and the kind of activity I have been doing.  In any case, solid, grand breakfasting is a NO if one wants to feel fresh, active and light through the day. 

Yes, Mother Earth

Yes, I think that it is essential today that we (humans) include the impact of every decision and action of ours on the Earth, her environment and beings other than ourselves as well, as a non-negotiable factor.

Yes, All usage and making of polythene bags must be stopped, even if it makes life inconvenient

Yes, I always carry a cloth and / or paper bags with me

Yes, I more often than not talk to vendors and shop keepers about the nature of plastic and the importance of biodegradable material

Yes, these days many of them listen patiently and courteously and sometimes shrug helplessly and at other times enter into a conversation

Yes, I have at last started working with the soil and getting my hands dirty

Yes, I believe that every human being must do the above for some duration of their lives, if not the whole of it

Yes, children learn a LOT by tending to plants (nurseries, saplings...) and the soil

Yes, animals, birds, insects and plants are as intelligent, if not more, as human beings

Image from FB group "attn:"

Yes, we must buy as local as possible and without plastic packaging whenever possible

Yes, I mostly buy organic foods and produce

Yes, there is an issue that much of organic foods come in plastic packaging

Yes, we must reduce what we waste and what we throw away

Yes, I try and reduce, reuse, and recycle and also repair (or get repaired!) wherever and whenever possible (there is a much longer "re" list)

Yes, we live and act in a world of contradictions - an obvious one for now being that I bring to you this post using technology that has been made displacing people, gouging out the Earth, and using other such unsustainable and violent ways

Yes, I used cloth diapers for my daughter, both home-made (old sarees and dhotis) as well as commercial (bum-genius and so on) most of the time (70% approx*)

Yes, I have at last almost fully converted to using re-usable menstrual pads for 6 months or so now (90% of the times approx)**

yes, we must all cultivate the music of friendly, and inclusive conversations and dialogue, and reduce the noise of fight-or-flight reactions and finding fault with oneself and others and excessive consumption

Yes, it is possible for all, for Mother earth to discover the abundance and prosperities within us

Yes, I believe and see the traditional wisdom that we (humans) are one and whole parts of Mother Earth, this creation, rather than intelligent, superior beings born to utilise this Earth and her resources

Yes, Mother Earth offers all that she is and has, out of the order of being, and compassion

Yes, humankind mistakenly perceives the above to be commodities and puts prices on all of them

Yes, I believe that we must exchange goods and services wherever, whenever possible and reduce the use of paper / metal currency

Yes, there is so much beauty in Nature

Yes, there is everything to learn from Nature (and being outdoors)

Yes, there is so much logic, order and symmetry in the ways and being of Mother Earth

Yes, it is important to give attention to what we eat, feel the texture, the flavours, smells and colours of what we are eating

Yes, I have hugged trees many times

Yes, please go do it (hug a tree, that it, or many of them). Feel the coarse bark, breathe in the tree's scent, drink in the sight of this ecology, and wonder at her mystery

Yes, love makes Mother Earth go round (listen to Madonna's song, 'Love makes the world go round')

Yes, I am sure this is just a starter list and there could be a zillion more yeses for and with Mother Earth

Yes, I challenge you to add your own and commit

The above random Yes-list held together by a commitment to treading softly on our Earth, was inspired by a post that had a 'No-list'.
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*, ** : These figures are based on my subjective reading of the situations

Curd!

You can take the brahmin out of the curd, but not the curd out of the brahmin!!!

Something that came to me today while having lunch. Ayurvedically and yogically speaking, I have sinned. But what joy! And I consoled myself saying, rather than eating any of the junk food ridden with chemicals, it is alright to go ahead and lick curd off my plate once in a blue while...

Cauliflower manchurian and Red Cherry Blossoms

We were out on the bike at 9:45 p.m. for a family chore. K, my husband, usually tries one strategy or another to keep my mind occupied elsewhere away from the road so that I don't ride the bike by proxy sitting pillion. As a result of one of these strategies, in this particular instance I was narrating the Zen story, Red Blossom Cherry. In the story, a man is being chased by a vicious snake and running from it he reaches the edge of a cliff. He jumps from the fear of the snake, and clings to a tree. There's a landing ground below, but before he can land, he hears a lion's roar from below. The branch he's clinging to starts dangling. In the midst of all this, he spots a Cherry. He plucks it and eats it. The snake is the past, the lion future and the present, the red blossom cherry! I was narrating this story because we were discussing the movie, Right Here Right Now (by the way, a must-watch, which tells a brilliant story of possibilities of living this moment and not living this moment, all in half hour and with no unnecessary dialogues).

After finishing the chore, we spotted a favourite restaurant on our way back home and impulsively stopped for a post-dinner snack (dinner had been an era back at 7:30 p.m.)! Both of us ordered the unhealthiest possible junk on the menu, deep fried, heavy stuff. I asked for the dry cauliflower manchurian. After inhaling almost all of it and ensuring deep satisfaction of the palate, I commented on the nature of my snack. That "yogically" speaking (I am a serious student of yoga), I have violated all rules given by my guru. And also that "ayurvedically" speaking (we follow the ayurveda system of medicine for health and wellbeing), I am probably going to suffer from an increase of vata the next day.

Pat came the answer: Your learning of yoga is the snake of the past; and the effect of the food on you is the lion of the future. The cauliflower manchurian is your red blossom cherry! (with a wicked smile, no less!)