On Saturday, Laura and I went to the ocean.
Here are some of the photographs we took by the water.
She is as beautiful on the inside as she is on the outside.
I am writing this post while snacking on fresh pomegranate and jackfruit in this beautiful paradise!
I would consider myself a “spiritual” person, along with, I’m sure, many of the readers of this blog. But lately, I have been contemplating; what does “being spiritual” really mean?
Perhaps it means various things to various people, but for me, it means that I believe in and cherish the subtle elements of life. I believe in God. I believe in devotion. I believe in being conscious on my path of self development.
Over the course of the last few years I have learned some valuable lessons in tweaking my spiritual practice. I am only at the very beginning of my journey of self-realization, but I have come to a few observations regarding the nature of ones spiritual practice. I would like to share them with you here.
When I turned 18, I got two tattoos, one on each wrist. Both in Hindi script, one wrist- Karma, and the other- Dharma. It is only now, a few years later, that I am beginning to comprehend the weight of these words. What were once just spiritual aesthetic words, now hold so much meaning and serve as a reminder of the two guiding principles of my life.
In the last couple of years I have learned some powerful lessons on Karma. And now my lessons in Dharma begin.
Dharma means your sacred duty, inspired action, the work of your life, your blessed talents. Living at the center of your dharma means to live in a way that is aligned with your sacred duty. It is the act of living in alignment with your true calling in life.
Recently, the concept of Dharma has become very important to me. It was something I have not contemplated deeply before, but now I am filled with an inner yearning to plant my feet firmly in the earth of my life, to stand tall and live from the center of my divine order. To live a life saturated in my dharma, my purpose.
My friend Arlene gifted me with an extraordinary book; The Great Work of your life by Stephen Cope. She did not know that questions of my own quest for my dharma had been swimming in my own mind for some time now. The book she gave me helped answer questions and bought clarity to the hazy cloud of dharma that had been hanging low in my thoughts.
I share with you the notes of my research, my findings, my lessons, my spiritual to-do list. If this is a topic that interests you, I would recommend reading the book by Stephen Cope as a good introduction to getting acquainted with your life’s work.
(I was supposed to post this on my birthday, but I didn’t.)
It is April. My birthday month. And I am coming to a time of great reflection over the way my life has been so far, especially in the last year or so. Where the only word to describe life would have been….sdkofhisiodhfaliuohlsidhaifdsgajsbfaoaaksdnflsl. And not in a good way!
I was a very sad person for a long time. I felt like I was stuck on a merry-go-round, spinning uncontrollably round and round, and it was making me sick to my stomach, but I just couldn’t get off it.
My life was hanging low, hanging dark and deep for a long time. Like the mist that blankets a lake on a cold winters morning. But now the winter has lifted, and heaviness of my own breath is gone. A new sunlight glitters delicately where the shadows once slept.
It was not/is not an easy journey to take. And every step required some kind of internal strength that I didn’t know I had. I wanted to share with you my reflections during this time. And a few of the things I did, some of the steps I took, that helped me move forward in life. I hope they will be helpful for you. I will also post this post in a few instalments as it is quite long. Here is the first part.
1. Developed a Spiritual practice
I stopped writing in my blog for a while. I started to feel very self conscious of my own voice and what I had to say, what I had to offer the world. But I think am ready to speak again and writing to you now feels like an act of courage and bravery. I have much to share with you, stories to tell, photos to share, lessons I have learned, if you would like…
So, I want to ease back into blogging by sharing with you a small, precious joy in my life; my friendship with Emma and Becky.
My dear friend Arlene told me she had just one resolution this year. To deepen all her experiences. What a profoundly simple ideal to aspire to.
2014 is a mountain. It is a mountain and we are climbing it. It seems overwhelming at first, but less so when we know we can break it down into 365 smaller parts.
One year is a very ambiguous thing. It is difficult for us to truly and accurately comprehend who we are going to be at the end of the year. It is difficult to know what kinds of things we are truly capable of doing every day for an entire year. And with our lofty new years resolutions, it is so difficult to make a commitment to something for a year, especially when we have been living a certain way for all the years we have been alive today.
Can you keep your resolutions for just 1 day?
Today I would like to share with you the beauty of winter as 2013 comes to a close…