Kamalan Workshop At SwaSwara – The Voice Of The Self

Chakra Art – Dance – Meditation From the 21st to the 28th March 2015     A retreat and a workshop of expressive dance, art and meditation in the blessed surroundings of SwaSwara, to complement and enhance the benefits of the Ayurvedic treatments and yoga classes offered on site.  Rosenda Arcioni Meer is a designer whose intimate relationship with India has widely enriched her vision of the artistic endeavor. After exploring for more than a decade the…

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Chasing Storms and Lighthouses in Pondicherry

  Pondicherry has always felt like home, ever since the first time, many years ago. Travel is but the act (and the art) of finding home and when we do, on an island in the Cyclades or in a narrow street in Paris, a part of ourselves stays there forever. In that simple worldview of ours, with ourselves strewn across various homes all over the world, our hearts are here, in Pondicherry.   This visit, in July,…

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Of Fragrances and Crafts from the Plains

“Have you ever tried Ittar?”asked a friend of mine during a Sunday lunch at my house in the suburbs of Sydney. “I beg your pardon?” “Ittar!”she says and pulls out a little vial that says ShahiGulab in big letters with Rosa damascena written under it, which I understood was a botanical name. “Go on, open it,”she said. The moment I opened the vial, a strong, unmistakable gush of rose-filled air escaped from it. I almost had a…

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Being One With Nature At Orange County Kabini

  “Mother Nature is our teacher—reconnecting us with Spirit, waking us up and liberating our hearts. When we can transcend our fear of the creatures of the forest, then we become one with all that is; we enter a unity of existence with our relatives—the animals, the plants and the land that sustains us.” -          Sylvia Dolson, Naturalist and Wildlife Photographer I was a boy of twelve when we went on a family adventure trip into the…

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The Jasmine Lady of Madurai

  “Let this delicate blossom not toil on the rugged sylvan earth. Let its dainty buds wind their way up my glorious chariot and adorn it with their mesmerizing fragrance.” Said King Pari when he saw the wild, yet fragile jasmine buds and the vine creeping on the floor of the forest in which he went hunting. Thus the jasmine, called Mallipoo in Tamil, rose to significance. So says a legend from one of the earliest Tamil…

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