Mindblown: a blog about philosophy.
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The wisdom of surrender,
The wisdom of surrender, The space in front of our house, had rough terrain with rocks, weeds and in the rains it had its own untamed beauty. Then came the city landscapers they flattened the rocks, placed sand, and erected play pens. Guess what, nature did not resist, in her own quiet way she emerged…
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The paradox of the spirit.
Prathima ek naatak—is a lovely play that I was part of. The play opens with a poem by Vishnu Gawas, about the symbolic journey from one to zero, at zero, the protagonist realizes, Shunya, “me shunya, te suddha shunya,” the entire concept of purnam adam, purnam idam is discussed. As I was choreographing this, it…
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The morning meditation.
We were in a lecture by the Rudra Veena exponent Ustaad Bahuddin Dagar who was saying that their teaching follows the guru shishya parampara and the students have to wake up such that they start riyaaz at the Brahma Muhuruta. Personally for me it is the most creative time. It also the time when I…
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Intention set in stones,
Prayer stone in stacks, As we cross through Gokarna, we watched master craftsmen create an idol in granite, which was no doubt beautiful but nothing really divine or drawing about it. yet these are the very idols that energizes and empowers us when it is in a temple. I found it intriguing, here on the…
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My story is slowly killing me.
My story – dying slowly In the burns ward the more terminally ill ones would be heavily medicated. They would be in and out of lucidity voicing their inner truest stories. In absolute honesty they would spew out their frustration, anger, and resentment about their jobs, their immediate family sometimes it is very painful for…
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