tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post7533633224258964668..comments2023-07-11T04:15:54.993-07:00Comments on Chakratirtha Travels: The Well-WhispererIncognitahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-32019927923851737702014-08-15T19:48:54.220-07:002014-08-15T19:48:54.220-07:00I love the word play on "well within"I love the word play on "well within"Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-31446600206258276652014-08-11T18:43:43.727-07:002014-08-11T18:43:43.727-07:00Welcome to the blog and thank you so much Ruchira ...Welcome to the blog and thank you so much Ruchira <3Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-26877909371877572002014-08-11T11:24:38.733-07:002014-08-11T11:24:38.733-07:00First time to your blog, but strong words that res...First time to your blog, but strong words that resonate so well within. <br /><br /><3 ChakraRuchira Khannahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02785488638308126879noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-46349396709860325012014-04-18T05:44:45.085-07:002014-04-18T05:44:45.085-07:00Beautiful and revealing comment Amarinder. Thank y...Beautiful and revealing comment Amarinder. Thank you so much for your perspective and the information about excavations and for getting back to posting. Kim this comment will excite you and give us more ideas!<br />Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-57032937968876344392014-04-18T05:38:15.939-07:002014-04-18T05:38:15.939-07:00The word that comes to my mind reading this is ...The word that comes to my mind reading this is 'Contextuality'.<br />And the way Kim puts it very relative to the context- "Ah, this is a sign, on several levels, that Gujarat and Rajasthan (yes those driest of dry places) are the destinations that will feed (water) us (our spirits)..."<br /><br />Reading this I am reminded of the old Harappan cities - Lothal and Dholavira. They have been recently excavated in the regions of Gujarat and it tells us as to how these regions weren't the driest of lands and did actually feed people. And fed them well because the civilization sustained for a long time.<br /><br />Moreover, it very profoundly talks about the interrelation between time, space and people. This relationship has been established through ages, yet it's very difficult to achieve in its true sense.<br /><br />-AmarinderAAhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13894801450526370899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-15163451217981855232014-02-13T19:04:15.692-08:002014-02-13T19:04:15.692-08:00So happy to hear your voice here Taksh. The well i...So happy to hear your voice here Taksh. The well is full of echoes now - whispers, poems, songs. May you always feel that well beneath you and tap into it whenever you need!<br />HugsIncognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-84523163336114345422014-02-13T17:48:43.027-08:002014-02-13T17:48:43.027-08:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14257933634238108100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-89707968046423530772014-02-13T17:47:11.141-08:002014-02-13T17:47:11.141-08:00The metaphor of the well travelling with you throu...The metaphor of the well travelling with you through the desert is very important to me. No matter how parched you are through your life, there is a veritable well just bubbling beneath your very feet, if only you remember to dig!<br /><br />- Taksh.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14257933634238108100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-42047622223799163972014-02-13T01:15:58.784-08:002014-02-13T01:15:58.784-08:00Thank you dear friend for bringing your love and e...Thank you dear friend for bringing your love and energy to this space. <br />"not dying in the heat of loneliness and neglect" - that is so stark and revealing. Thank you for being one of my well-springs at these parched and thirsty times!Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-45432786259701536352014-02-13T01:06:26.992-08:002014-02-13T01:06:26.992-08:00We all have our metaphorical inner parched deserts...We all have our metaphorical inner parched deserts shouting down those metaphorical wells. Wells don't often shout back, they whisper their answers so softly they're sometimes hard to pick up... <br />But we have to find these wells,our hidden resources,for not dying in the heat of loneliness and neglect...Beautiful way of telling us there's some strenght inside us we have to found,no matter how deeply buried they are ¡myprivatejackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00112720102205388652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-61166685447171721022014-02-09T17:50:33.861-08:002014-02-09T17:50:33.861-08:00Kim, your comment as always, is post-worthy in its...Kim, your comment as always, is post-worthy in its own right! <br /><br />"My life changed completely after my meeting with you, there at Lakshmi’s feet in her temple. I’ve learned so much through the legends and insights and stories you’ve shared."<br /><br />That is so wonderfully generous and affirming.Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-45009246696324770002014-02-09T17:47:18.993-08:002014-02-09T17:47:18.993-08:00Welcome back dear Nipun! You got to the soul of th...Welcome back dear Nipun! You got to the soul of this post with that one line. Stay around, we have more coming up.Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-91621351185148827152014-02-09T11:26:10.742-08:002014-02-09T11:26:10.742-08:00 The well of our inner gifts filling up with muck ... The well of our inner gifts filling up with muck is so insightful. <br />A great return with a great blog ! :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08587333561150167701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-6239073906993696662014-02-08T08:03:04.370-08:002014-02-08T08:03:04.370-08:00From Kim:
She asked me to post this for her as blo...From Kim:<br />She asked me to post this for her as blogger is being obstructive!<br /><br />"Well the first thing that caught my attention when I read your post was the word whisper. We’ve been joking lately that we’ve so often been shouting down wells, waiting for an answer to be shouted back, that I was taken aback by the idea that the well might be whispering.<br />Then I remembered your Christmas tradition of drawing words from your butter dish, and placing them in the toes of your loved ones’ stockings (not peeking) on Christmas Eve. On Christmas morning you discovered that the word you’d placed in your mum’s stocking was “whisper.” And the word in my stocking was “listen.” So for the past couple months, I’ve been listening for the whispers coming from Rajam, and you, since so often she passes her wisdom through you.<br />I especially love the translation you gave in your post, that a guru is a person you draw from, as from a well, and a shishya is a student, one who draws. I’ve been drawing from you both since the time when I first met Rajam, in Lakshmi’s temple, not far from our hotel in Kolkata. This is how I described that meeting in my journal, May 9, 2008:<br />“We were a bit shy to actually enter the temple, a smallish open-air room divided down the middle with a rail to separate men and women, who were seated on large, colorful carpets or chairs; and our shyness was all the greater in our awe at the ornamental beauty of the altar, where life-sized figures of Vishnu and Lakshmi presided. Dressed in breath-taking attire—richly designed robes of metallic-threaded silk, gold, silver, lavender, rose—they seemed to shine with a light of their own; and seldom have I felt such an other-worldly presence.<br />“Wanting to approach them, we still hesitated; but then a wonderful thing happened. Leon sort of began to mingle with the men, who welcomed him; and while I stayed behind, wondering if my plain western attire (no dress) would be acceptable to the beautifully costumed women, an elderly lady suddenly came toward me, took my hand, and drew me into their midst.<br />“Dressed in a lovely sheer, gossamer-fine lavender saree, she seemed oddly familiar, small, bent, and smiling, with large ears and a wise face; and then, deeply moved, I realized she was Rajam, and that we had at last met.”<br />Though she never spoke a word to me, she passed her wisdom to me through her welcoming hand, just as she’s whispered it ever since to me through you. This means that she, and you, have been my guru, my teacher, and I have been your shishya, your student. I especially love it that these roles can be inter-changeable, and that when her well begins to run dry, a teacher can draw from what she’s poured into her student, and replenish her resources once again.<br />So this is my way of whispering my gratitude back to you both. My life changed completely after my meeting with you, there at Lakshmi’s feet in her temple. I’ve learned so much through the legends and insights and stories you’ve shared. I thank you, and Rajam, and Lakshmi herself, for being the well I can draw from when I need to nurture my spirit!"<br /><br /><br />Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-86004108885496458862014-02-07T21:07:46.580-08:002014-02-07T21:07:46.580-08:00Every comment enriches the messages of this post i...Every comment enriches the messages of this post in its own unique way. Thank you for your insight on interruptions. And I know that shared feeling about evolving bookhood!Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-4295571641494733862014-02-07T21:06:29.244-08:002014-02-07T21:06:29.244-08:00Piyali I knew these lines would speak to you. Than...Piyali I knew these lines would speak to you. Thank you for being there for me!Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-88646335026031570062014-02-07T21:05:31.119-08:002014-02-07T21:05:31.119-08:00Deeply moved by your words <3
Bless you!Deeply moved by your words <3<br />Bless you!Incognitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11172283530358540991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-9834863095017812932014-02-07T20:50:55.845-08:002014-02-07T20:50:55.845-08:00Exquisite piece!!! Well-researched, contextualized...Exquisite piece!!! Well-researched, contextualized and the meaning...a well travelling itself to this parched heart. Bless this writing, Chakra! Bless the life from which the water springs...Bhavanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00799522192219059459noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-35098545637294542232014-02-07T08:36:08.651-08:002014-02-07T08:36:08.651-08:00"....black,lonely nights,our utterly isolatin..."....black,lonely nights,our utterly isolating moments in the midst of sunshine and color all around us.."Beautifully profound lines.Loved it!piyalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05259148010839468412noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7041569299499678526.post-75669863685774866412014-02-07T04:39:25.902-08:002014-02-07T04:39:25.902-08:00Reading and re-digging depths had never been this ...Reading and re-digging depths had never been this delightful. Feel the excitement as bookhood evolves . Also Kim interprets interruptions in such a beautiful thought provoking way Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com