Thursday, January 31, 2008

Backtrack- A few from the beach

I'm battling the computer to get some photos online to share with everyone...so here are just a few more. These ones were taken in the state of Orissa, mostly in Puri where Dylan and I spent New Years. It was really a nice break! We met up with some Kolkata friends for a few days, made friends with some young fishers and even found some macaroni and cheese! How exciting that was!
This is the 'Empty Beach'as it's called. At first it seemed beautiful and wonderful, but aftera few days of roaming around, the garbage became more apparent and the feces (dog and human) definetly took away form the environment. These became particularly noticeable after a dead turtle (caught in the big industry fishing nets {from the big cities, not so much the local fishers}) washed up on shore beside us.
Nonetheless, it was a nice place to get away from the crowds for some sun and swimming!
Sideways, sorry! This is how we brought in the new year! Dancing on the street of Puri with about 20 young men! It was hilarious and so much fun! Indian men really have some incredible dance moves!

At another section of the beach I sat alone and watched people for awhile. This man was selling chapati with a dal or something veggie like and delicious, and samosas.
From Puriu we rented a scooter and scooted over to Konark for the day. Konrak is home to the Sun Temple, a World Heritage Site . DIP enjoyed it too...had to!

ANd one of the main reasons we ended up going south to Orissa from Kolkata was to visit a dinosaur museum in Bhubaneswar! not quite what we were expecting, more of a physics and math science centre, but there certainly was a giant T-Rex model!

I've run out of patience for uploads, but I have some delightful photos form the ashrams i just spent 2 weeks at. They'll be up next I hope!

hugs and more hugs
lauren

Thursday, January 17, 2008

ashram amazements

am learning so much with every conversation in this community i've found.
Ashrams
i suppose it could be called an intentional spiritual community. something like a monastery. many of them following a different schedule and philosophy.
I am in the middle of India moving between Gandhi's Ashram in Sevagram, and Vinoba Bhave's Ashram in Paunar. Both incredible places full of amazing people.
I first went to the Vinoba Ashram in Paunar. It is run by 30 women who practice rural sustainability, non-violence, daily prayer, and a consensus community. Following the philosophy of Vinoba Bhave.
Vinoba was a brilliant man who is known for starting the Bhoodan Movement. Bhoo means Land, dan means gift. the Land-Gift Movement.
He walked all of India for 14 years asking rich people to give a sixth of their land to the poor. In total he, along with many others who walked with him, got 4.5million acres of land donated. THis benefitted 1.5 million poor families.
It's amazing to be at the ashram and meet women (and one man) who walked with Vinoba for 7, 10, 13 years,
It's humbling.
Here are some journal thoughts after conversations with various sisters:

*After dinner Sheila took me to talk and watch the sun set over the river where Vinoba was cremated. Wise woman.
Letting og of the ego, Seeing self as part of god. she described bowls of water reflecting the moon. we are the bowls reflecting god..but no so much reflecting as beaing part of god. i like the imagery of Self as bowl of water holding and reflecting that which draws near.
Our outer body is not us. This hair, fancy glasses, eyes, even ideas and thoughts are the the true me. When looking in a mirror to see the reflection it might be dirty and we must wipe it cean to see properly., The mind is like this (the mind being true self). we must wash it clean to properly see ourselves. How? By letting go of the physical that shadows sight. By being in direct communication with god, which means with yourself, as we are all part of this god and god is part of us.
And get rid of the ego.
Thoughts and ideas change. Must find the person beneath all that. Who am I if not defned by my values and thoughts? Where else do I look?

*We are all one with each other and with everything around us. Because ultimately when we're put in the ground the same thing happens to all of us. We are part of the same cell they say. An imporatnt philosophy for respecting our impact in the world.

*When one bends to touch the feet of their guru or god, it is an ext of removing the ego.

* I am enjoying having routine and a discipline to follow. Christianity certainly encourages one to be a better person, love they neighbour as yourself etc. but it doesn't instruct clearly on how to deepen personal awareness. No intention in action. No routine or practice. (not in my christiantiy anyway).
Laws and rules governing what you eat -I used to think them to be overly strict and depriving ones enjoyment in life. But now I see that they put intention in every part of your day. It alerts your belief system everytime you 're hungry or see food. It teaches control. THe ability to say no. Mastering the mind.

*The Gita describes 7 powers immanent in women:
Kirti - honour
Shri - fortune
Vak - speech
Smriti - recollection
Madha - prudence
Dhriti - firmness
kshama- forgiveness

* AFter speaking with Gautam, a brother
Science is material. Science for the sake of science has no directio. it cannot determine righ from wrong. Good from bad. THis is thus potentially dangerous. It needs to be paired with spirituality to give direction. It's like an auto. The accelerator without a steering wheel is dangerous. Science is the accelerator. Spirituality the steering wheel.


Those are some thoughts from the first cuople days.
It's long, so i'll write other learnings later.

Breath with intention and think about where your food comes from. Who grew it? who made it? how far did it travel? is it worth it?

lots of love
lauren

Saturday, January 12, 2008

Delhi Belly

Sometimes it's important to delay travel plans when there is a new relationship to pursue. That's the beauty of living in the moment, and travelling without a set itinerary.

I wish this new relationship was as romantic as I would imagine it to be upon reading that sentence..unfortunately it is a relationship with the squat toilet like I have yet experienced on this trip. Suffice to say it is sure nice to have a travel companion who graciously seeks water and crackers and abandons his own plans to stay an extra day in Raipur keeping a weak stomached Lauren company. Thank you Hayden!

Raipur is a bustling little city in the state of Chhattisgarh, same state as the last town of Jagdalpur. It is an area that seldom sees foreign travellers we have discovered. Apparently Jagdalpur had only 200 of us in the whole 2007 year! For this reason everyone is extremely friendly, that is if they can bring themselves to talk to us. As our young friend on the bus ride (another Santos) said, most are too shy to try their english on us because they never get a chance to use it here! So they are either too shy or simply stunned by us walking by and not sure how to react. Those that do approach us have been nothing but helpful and hospitable...eager to ask questions and answer any of ours. Santos spoke about the mysteries of the caste system here, marriage, relationships between muslims and Hindus, different laws for each and much more. very interesting.
The typical questions asked of us are: hello what is your name? from what country to you belong? you are married? no? when will you be married? (usually i'm with a male traveller)
not everyone asks these questions, but of those that are asking, these commonly come up.

And the english used by many is so delightful! A man in a Kolkata market had a stream of smiling, smile inducing sentences during his attempted sale interaction ..."oh but madam it would be my pleasure for you to buy this kulta"..."no this is not just pink, this is dirty rose and it is most becoming on you".
The woman's voice on the train station intercom was equally polite when announcing a delayed train.."The inconvenience caused is deeply regretted". These are a few examples, but they are everywhere everyday.

Tomorrow, assuming sound bowels, I"m headed to an ashram that is focused on rural sustainability and run by about 33 women. Then, perhaps, I will actually be going south, as I've been meaning to do for a month now!

Cheeriloo!

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Welcome 2008!!

9 days relaxing on the eastern coast of India, state of Orissa, city called Puri.
FRESH fish and crab
pasta! toast and jam...some home delights
fires on the beach
dancing in the streets
being dragged into the water by Appana, a hilarious young guy from the fishers village
cows meandering past our hotel door
puppies eating a dead cat (mmmm)
the Sun Temple in Konark and a scooter ride to get there
a monkey that pinched my bum!

some initial memories from Puri

Dylan and I got to Puri on the 31st with just enough time to lie in the sun, eat some muesli with fresh curd honey and fruit, nap and get ready to bring in the New Year.
It was quite a memorable night...mostly spent wandering the streets looking for other people who all seemed to have found the party to be at but were keeping it a secret from us! so we ended up making fun wherever we ended up...which is always the best way!
the night was basically spent between the beach having a few beer around a fire, eating delicious thali in the middle of the night, and dancing in the street at the stroke of 12 with about 20 young guys!
Wow can Indian men dance! their hips move like no woman's hips i've ever seen! and there is nothing funnier than when Dylan tries to imitate this! It was a hilarious, wonderful time because no one was paying extra attention to me or Katie (the only females), everyone was just dancing with everyone. and it was awesome

Puri is an interesting place of mixed people. There are a few foreign tourists who all stick to one area of town. Here there are many 'western catered' restaurants and shops of beach clothes. There are many Indian tourists who mostly stick to a different part of ton with more fancy hotels. then there are the Hindu pilgrims that stay together, coming here to worship Lord Jagarnath and an elaborate temple that I wasn't allowed in. Then there are the locals of Puri and the fishermen from the fishers village...which is in Puri but quite separate.

Our part of town was a place to be comfortable and recharge. where everything is easy...internet, food, english, transportation, meeting people. compared to where I am now it was a breeze (more on now in a minute).
It was a fun place to be because we had friends to meet up with everyday. Local Puri guys and local fishermen. The fishermen (Santos, Appana, Sam) were quite remarkable. SO much energy, joking with us all the time, buying us chai and coconuts, making fires on the beach for us with burning material that seemed to appear out of nowhere (Sam would disappear into the darkness towards town and return dragging half a tree, someones roof [i'm pretty sure] and a bamboo pole), taking us through their village to the 'empty beach' where we could swim without dozens of watching eyes, and inviting us to their home to have a real dinner....with the freshest fish possible in Puri. Endless hospitality. and they never asked for money, they just called us friends.
good memories.

Now Dylan and I have split up for a bit. He's gone north and I've ended up south west of Puri in a town called Jagdalpur, in the state of Chattisgarh. I came here with Hayden of Switzerland who is on his way to Mumbai. A smiling, cheery, delightful guy who is easy to talk to and much appreciated company for this next leg of the journey. Helps with the Dylan withdrawal!!
Things are much different here than 'easy to live in' Puri. It took 24 hours to get here on 2 trains where our train car was either not where it should be in the train order and thus difficult to find or it just didn't exist and we chose a seat a random.
in the town there are dozens of hotels but all of them are instantly full when they see us glowing white and foreign. apparently some places aren't allowed to have foreign guests. after about an hour of walking in circles through town we found a place way out of our budget...but the only option!
today we set out to check emails and got sent down nearly every street, backtracking, turning left right left -back again- round the round about- into a computer shop- out with a map- in circles...for 40 minutes! everyone seems to have a different idea of directions. but we found it and soon will start the food finding adventure...then hopefully to a market and an anthropological museum. This area has many 'tribal people' or adivasi who (we're told) are at the markets and are written about in the museum.
It's funny to have such an interest in these 'minority people'. Many places offer 'Tribal Tours' where you go for 5 days or so and visit different groups. I have an instant, strong aversion to this. I can't bear the image of sitting in a rich 'pod' (tour bus) and pulling into a little village, filing off the bus and looking at people. For what purpose? and to whose benefit?
I am curious, absolutely, for whatever reason...but i'd rather be invited to join a family by the family and learn that way. Still i wonder why i'd want to, but do..
or apparently i don't mind learning from a museum..which hopefully uses present tense at least and doesn't freeze people into a lifestyle of what we expect from 'tribal people'. we'll see.

Otherwise people seem very friendly (A guy Hayden met on the train walked everywhere with us last night helping on the hotel hunt, just to be nice!) and, as usual, eager to talk to us. There is less english here which makes our tasks that much more fun to achieve! but all in all is a good place to stop over as i head south towards Pondicherry slowly but surely.

Seems like I had a whole bunch of thoughts and learnings to write about a few days ago but they've already been absorbed and feel normal now, so I can't remember!

2 months of 6 down, a birthday, a new year done, many more languages to learn and people to meet...the trek continues

Lauren

Sunday, December 30, 2007

Colour and sights delight in India!

I find it easier to post photos on facebook and then send the site to everyone, but here are a few to fancy up the blog! Some sights from the past couple weeks, since we landed in Kolkata on Dec.6th. They are somewhat out of order, but I think the descriptions handle it.
Tomorrow we head south to Puri to find a beach for New Years! More stories to come...
Enjoy!
From Kolkata we went way north to the state of Sikkim...capital is Gangtok. Walking distance from Gangtok we found a Zoological park where this Snow Leopard was living. Its basically a zoo with large enclosures instead of small cages. I still have qualms about it, but it was quite exciting to be nose to nose with a snow leopard!

In Gangtok we stayed with a Nepalese woman who spoiled us endlessly! Here she served us a traditional Sikkimese drink called 'tongba'. it's made with fermented millet that you pour hot water over and keep refilling until the flavour is gone. It's a drink that keeps on giving! Tastes quite a bit like Sake. Fun to have it served in a large wooden 'mug' with bamboo straws!


From Gangtok we took a day trip to Tsongu Lake. It's 2 hours of wise roads, weaving up and down the Himalayas. Wise roads? Roadside signs in the area spout such wisdom as, "If you drive like hell you will get there" ..."Life is short, don't make it shorter"..."If married, divorce speed"..."BRO can build highways anywhere but the sky (BRO=Border Route Organization)".."Ever wonder who defies death to build your roads. BRO, roads for the nation". TO go with the signs, taxis and 'goods carriers' have mudflaps with such as, "Horn Please"..."Just Wait"..."Good Luck", and on the windshield of one my favorite, "So far so good".


Dylan, conqueror of all he surveys...those are his dreaming words...
This is beside Tsongu Lake...unfortunately I have neglected to post a photo of the lake itself, and now I'm out of time ...so imagine a glacier lake in the rockies with yaks, momos (veggie dumplings), and stalls selling everything with tea all along one side of the lake. Chowk Market in Kolkata





The view from our 'home' in Kolkata

Out of order! Now we're back up north in 'the hills'. We were in Darjeeling before Gangtok (above) where this photo was taken. As of March 2007 there are no more plastic bags used in the city. The state just north, Sikkim, was the first state in India to ban plastic...as of the late 90s. Catch up Canada!

From Tiger Hill in Darjeeling, we watched the sunrise, slowly illuminating the Himalayan valleys, coloured with Tibetan prayer flags....

...and then highlighting the peaks of Kanchendzonga, the third highest peak in the world. from this view point we could see the tiny tip of Mt. Everest out of the picture to the left. In the foreground is Darjeeling, clinging to the hillside.

Prayer Flags
So colourful! Catching the windiest spots, they constantly send off prayers.

There's a little photo journey as an appetizer. The meal is coming sooooon

Happy new year everyone! I hope friends, silence, laughter, and reflection find you in the next few days and start a new year just like it needs to start.

Much much love
lauren

Sunday, December 23, 2007

Christmas in the Himalayas!

We have ventured north from Kolkata to a cold but beautiful land. Nestled between Bhutan, Nepal, Tibet (formerly), China and North Bengal (Darjeeling area), the state of Sikkim is culturally diverse and astoundingly beautiful with it's Himalayan scenery.
the original people here were the Lepchas, who refer to themselves as the Rongpas (ravine dwellers). Now they are the minority and have the middle of this state reserved for them and only them.
The next to come were the Bhutia's, from Tibet, and finally the Nepalese, following the British much late on. Now about 80% of the population are Nepali (typically Hindu), while the Bhutias and Rongpas are Buddhist, though the Rongpas incorporate animism into their belief system (their original religion).
On top of these 3, there are many combinations and sub sects that pose a religious mix like nowhere else! and yet it remains a peaceful, agreeable place.
Incredibly peaceful.
We are staying with a woman named Primula and she has taught us much about the ways of Nepali people here...religiously-both Hindu (her birth religion) and Buddhism (she married into it), and delectably-cooking many foods found only in Sikkim, or only for festivals [Sikkimese New Years just ended, called Losoong]).
All of this is perfectly satisfying to moi, who not only loves food, but devoted 4 years to the study of cultural anthropology!
The capital of Sikkim is Gangtok, where we're staying, and from here we have visited the Rumtek Monastery (of the Mahayana branch of Buddhism, seat of the 17th Karmapa, important place), Ganesh Tok (beautiful view), a zoological park (Himalayan snow leopard, common leopard, civet, red panda [in the raccoon family], Himalayan black bear and Himalayan wolves), and the Nagyal Institute of Tibetology (houses some of the most sacred texts and ceremonial objects of Buddhism).
At the Rumtek Monastery we walked up just in time to witness a ceremony...perhaps following the death of someone according to Primula. It was quite something. knowing nothing about what was going on, we could only watch and listen in delighted silence.
We went right into the main building after this and felt quite out of place as monks draped in red proceeded to put everything away. It was fun to see little monks running around the legs of taller ones, chasing each other with the drum 'sticks', giggling and laughing and smiling at us as we timidly walked by.
Even when we're doing 'nothing' over here, I'm still learning tons everyday.
I long for that when I'm at home.
I learned today (for instance) that Bodhi day, the day f Buddha's enlightenment, is celebrated on December 8th, my birthday!
Seems I celebrated my 24th year in the right country.
About the birthday, an all around satisfying day in Kolkata: Went to a planetarium and had a wonderful nap beneath the starry night sky! (it was just so dark and quiet and comfortable with a soothing voice lulling us for half an hour!), walked through the Maidan - one of my favorite places in the city... a huge HUGE open field where everything is happening, from horse rides, to father and son flying kites, to food sales, to reading, to walking, to goats grazing. Wonderful! Then we met our host Biplob at a cafe, waited for Katie, another traveller staying with him, and his friend Aloo. then mosied over to the nicest restaurant I'd yet been to in India. Delicious veggie sizzler was the meal, with a Tom Collins to drink! Our local guys then took us to a fancy bar to see a live rock band (have toured Europe and NA I believe) and by 2am we were ready for bed!
In words it sounds quite regular, but in real life, everything was somewhat surreal, as we 'discovered' what was around each corner.
Oh and Dylan and I got our new glasses that day! Glasses, with lenses for 5 dollars. A reasonable birthday gift to myself I'd say!
On the way to Sikkim we stopped in Darjeeling for tea and warm clothes. as a note.

Now we're preparing for Christmas in Gangtok most likely, or perhaps Pelling where there is apparently a festival of music, crafts, food, art etc. Wherever we are, we'll be bathing in sunlight, wrapped in wool shawls, gazing at the third highest peak in the world, and thoroughly missing family and friends.

here are my latest thoughts... I just started a book called 'Sadhana, the spiritual way" by Swami Krishnananda. Sadhana means 'spiritual practice' the word in sanskrit means 'an effort exercised towards the achievment of a purpose'. Thus basically every effort is sadhana, because it leads to the achievment of some goal. Krishnananda asks this "here in the context of what is known as spiritual sadhana, what is it that we are aiming at? What do you want finally? If the goal is not clear, any means adopted to the goal will fall flat, like a huge structure raised ona weak fonudation. Let each one of you put a question to your own self, "what am I seeking in the end?"
The book continues to guide thought through questions. BUt what a starting point! those words are from the first 2 paragraphs.
What it spurred in me was this (from my journal):
"In life I seek connection. WIth people. WIth the cycle. I want to learn of coenctions between plants and bugs. between humans and fungi. between spirit and physical. between cultures and countries. between friends and strangers."
it's vague, but I suppose it's the blessing on the the ground where the foundation will be built. A starting point.

So that's me lately. Take these words and ponder. Find time to ponder. As Primula told us over breakfast today, the Sikkimese know how to enjoy life. Even in government jobs, when the work day is 10-4, people show up at 11, take a 2 hour lunch break from 1-3 and usually no one is there from 3-4! But everything still gets done. and they've enjoyed connection of conversation with friends throughout the day. They've enjoyed family and practiced devotion. They've soaked in the sun and cultivated a relaxed, peaceful, shining self. That's how it seems, and that's how I've experienced people.

Enjoy the holiday season, full of family, friends, and a break from the rush!
So much love and bushels of hugs!
lauren

Thursday, December 6, 2007

So many people, such loud horns! Hello India!

Kolcata, India
We arrived today. WOW! It has been such an adventure just getting off the plane to this internet cafe, i'm overwhelmed by it all...i think!
i'm not sure what i am, i just can't stop giggling and laughing! Seems to be the response to all this. Not a bad response eh?
Right now i'm sitting in this internet cafe, paying under 50cents an hour, full of delicious vegetarian food from a punjab restaurant - garlic naan, dal with vegetable, rice, salty lassi (yogurt drink), black tea, and large bottle water = ~2CAD, face sticky with pollution grime, key in my pocket to a guesthouse that is currently lit by candles, a piercing horn blasting literally every 6 seconds (sometimes it actually seems like a cartoon world of horn competitions, "meep" "Bleep" "oh ya? meep meep" "BLEEEEEP" "meep meep meeeeeep"), and a delightful guy next to me that laughs as much as i do right now...i told him it was -20C at home today and he wide eyed responded, "whoa minus 20, you will all look like..oh how is it?..that (arms held out wide during this)...{hindi hindi hindi}...snowman! you will all look like snowmen walking around! no good for here!" (apply delightful indian accent).

and this giggle in my chest just keeps on buzzing within!

There are so many people here! everything is happening out on the street...cooking, selling, construction, sleeping, living, washing, brushing, feeding, watching, sitting, cleaning, peeing...i'd never seen an outdoor public area urinal before, just a 3 wall cubicle with 2 foot pads and the ground between to pee on. everything is out in the open here.
people don't seem to smile unless necessary either, but it doesn't seem at all rude..it's just how it is. no false fronts. smile when you want. Kind of refreshing really!

Our entry into the country, while adventurous and perhaps overwhelming (in a good way..i was in fact looking forward to the shock!), has been absolutely splendid overall, as several people have gone well out of their way to help us. Much like my trip to Turkey 3 years ago, I feel carried around by people and cared for. As though everyone is looking out for me until I figure out this foreign system.
One man helped us figure out the public bus, fresh from the airport. He got on with us and told us many helpful hints...i started to wonder if he would asked to be paid, but he soon said, "okay good luck and enjoy my beautiful India! this is my stop, goodbye".
Right after he left, our bench sitting neighbour piped up and, speaking excellent english, answered all kinds of questions, taught us 'thank you, yes, and no', told us good food to eat etc. then gave us his phone number and invited us for dinner on sunday, his one day off, and offered to take us to a temple earlier in the day. 'Just call! and call if you have ANY troubles in Kolcata, Any at all.' and then he jumped off at his stop.
A wonderful first impression!

the horns however, could drive anyone crazy.

and there are ALOT of people here!

so those are my first thoughts here, after a mere 5 hours in the country. Many more stories to follow!

so much love.
lauren