Srucara's blog

ORIGINAL:

SIGHTS

Yellow little sunflowers

Sparkling rocks

Sunlight blanketing treetops and bushes

Dead leaves

Falling leaves

Students in hats, carrying books

Hazy sky

SMELLS

Grass

Roses

TOUCH

Wind on face and in hair

Grass in my fingers

Chills (shoulders, spine)

Rheomode Site Sit - 1

SIGHTS

Yellow sunflowers existing beside sparkling rocks bathing in sunlight overwhelming treetops, bushes, and all that is. Leaves dying, falling, re-falling, touching students in hats carrying onwards under a sky filled with clouds connected to clouds connected to jetfuel residue.

SMELLS

Olfactory analysis confirms particles flying, re-flying in the air of the garden, entering cells within nasal passageway and brain percepting rose, grass.

TOUCH

Air moving through pressure effect(ings) carrying colder air particles colliding with skin. Colliding and re-colliding with skin cells to create vibrations vibrating down spinal cord.

Difficult To Be Really Present With a Headache

I'm currently sitting on the third step from the front of the fountain at taft garden. I have never noticed these peculiar bugs before but they are tiny, tiny flies or mosquitoes of a creamy tan color. They are floating so gracefully, so carefree, gliding around in circles. I wonder if they have any agenda or if they are simply enjoying themselves, enjoying their life. They don't seem in pursuit of anything but rather just trailling around and around in a random motion. But of course I'm not certain. The sun is peeking through the clouds, trying to force its way through so that although the light around me is a grey-white, I still cannot comfortably look up because the sun is still bright. Maybe I could find a deeper meaning in that. I wish I could but at the moment, it is difficult for me to be truly present because all I can feel is either

a) a headache from nearly four hours of intense concentration and running around in Organic Chemistry laboratory

b) a headache from the acetone fumes I accidentally inhaled while washing my glassware with it

c) a headache from swirling things with dangerous and corrosive solutions (I was extracting caffeine from tea).

d) all of the above.

But the flies are still beautiful. I wonder if I can maybe telepathically send tiny bits of my weightless headache to the tips of their wings so that they could float away alongside them, dissolving into the evening.

Hello Everyone!

I just read this amazing post from wordpress and I absolutely love this quote and just wanted to share this!

"So, I guess my lesson is that sometimes going and watching the swifts is just a nice way to pass the time, but sometimes watching animals live out their purpose in life makes us question our own and helps us better understand our true nature. Fear is an amazingly powerful thing that can bury us under its weight if we don’t keep it in check. If the swifts were afraid of coming home to roost because of the peregrine falcons that prey on them each season, then the whole ecosystem would collapse. The swifts don’t avoid their journey because of the battle that awaits them at that chimney, they show up every year without fail and remind us that the journey is hard, but we have to go on it anyway."

http://theperpetualvagabond.com/2012/09/18/the-swifts-conflict-decision-making-and-following-my-dreams/

I am a firm believer in the lessons and teachings of the natural world and this is a beautiful one.

Hope your weekends are swell,

Sruthi

"And forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet and the winds long to play with your hair" - Kahlil Gibran

SIGHTS

Yellow little sunflowers

Sparkling rocks

Sunlight blanketing treetops and bushes

Dead leaves

Falling leaves

Students in hats, carrying books

Hazy sky

SMELLS

Grass

Roses

TOUCH

Wind on face and in hair

Grass in my fingers

Chills (shoulders, spine)

TASTE

Watermelon (just came from lunch)

BEYOND THE SENSES

Foggy mind (need more sleep? too much concentration?)

Slight fear of upcoming Organic Chemistry Lab (in 10 min.)

Thoughts on how to improve mental clarity and improve mental endurance

I saw the word "community" a few times in a few posts like those of Nan and Rachel, I just wanted to share this song (music and meaning of lyrics) as I feel it may add to our discussion and musings on that term.

Originally from a small island neighboring Madagascar known as Reunion, Davy Sicard sings of “Maloya Kabose” – “a gentle reminiscence of generosity and hospitality given, Sicard paints an intimate picture of the bonds which hold a community together and the culture that sustains each member.”

Lyrical Translation (French into English): “You saw light that you came closer to see, you saw that it was open and you came in, we didn’t try to find out your history, or to know who you were, we simply told you that it wasn’t that important but to come and eat a little something”

“Kabar for a talk about life as a tribute to celebrate. A Kabar where things end up, meet. A Kabar as an invitation, a message of peace submitted to the chances of paths of life for anyone who wants it, while others choose a bottle to lock up their distress or their wishes and leave their few words wander in a sea of hope until they find a sensitive and generous soul. A Kabar for last words, the very ones who do not always come at the crucial moment as they collapse under the weight of the sentence, but that sometimes arise later, without warning. A Kabar Between you and me.” (From Davy Sicards Official Site)

Meditative Moments

"We do not see things as they are, but as we are" - Anais Nin