Tag Archives: Bohemian

To everywhere! (U.S.)

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Travel

On the road to everywhere, U.S. 2014

We fight so hard to protect our hearts from the unfolding unknown.

Travel

Colorado

We scream and shout that we’re tired and want over the old.

Travel

Redwood Forests, California 2014

Travel, Nature,

Redwood Forests, California 2014

We want to belong, to find home, the tribe, the unconditional loving-kindness.

Travel

Pacific Ocean, California 2014

So we keep traveling, keep moving, until.. 🙂

Travel,

Youdaho, Idaho, 2014

Travel

Portland, 2014

Namaste

Rêverie: the dreamy letters

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Flowers, Dried Flowers,

Blue Flowers or Home

 

Earlier this evening, in one of our conversations, my mother mentioned a couple of letters that I  had once written her. We often wrote letters to our beloveds, a tradition we love keeping. She left me alone in her kitchen, making hot drinks, chamomile for her, a rose infusion for me, came back into the room and handed me a few folded pages. As I gently unfolded the papers, and as the lines appeared written in dreamy letters, all of which I recognize too well, their curves, their openings, and closures, I could smell the dried flowers still in between the folded papers. One of the letters dated 1995, and the other 2003, I wrote the first one when I was 15, and the other when I was 23. The black ink, romantic characters and words carried me into a swoon of a teenager’s expressions and impressions, the fire that burns ablaze in those words burns brighter and still in my heart, and this life has started to make some sense now again. The dreams my sight beheld on those papers, and to my utter relief and belief, have crossed my blessed path, at a time, that not only have I learned it is the divine timing, but I also developed a strong belief and will for it. The furious love, the passionate love inside me kicked into my system, I realize that I have gratefully come to terms with yet another cycle.

Steampunk

I am a strange machine

 After having been infatuated by the beauty of my dark pensées, over our humanity or lack of it thereof, camouflaged identities, false dreams and convictions, artificial actions and reactions leading to artificial lives based on smothered sensitivity and mind tricks, the nuances between the mind that exists within the heart of the all, and the other varieties of the mind, like the one that is directly linked to one’s identity, which is in turn connected to society, and of course influences, and such human salvation and damnation. It can be fun, if you get what I mean, the exploration, the knowledge thus the expansion that follows, mind, heart, body, one expanded faculty is enough to trigger one and even the two others. But the question that keeps popping out is ‘How did I get here, to this edge and I want to jump, find my dive into it, face it, see what more mysteries time unfolds.’ That’s a mind trick, you’re probably right. Still, some questions come with answers to them, and that makes it impossible to lay them to rest, if only out of our slutty egos, some questions, we just have to answer, having a variety of logical, psychological, intellectual, or from life-experience related-facts answers makes it even the more appealing, we want to try this one out, or the other, see what makes wiser sense, see if we can understand human behavior possibly any further, not to understand our selves, at all, no, that is an inside job don’t we all agree to that by now. We try to further our understanding in human behavior to simply be able to identify.

Of which our endless search for gods and deities, and places in time and space.

Time Traveler Bohemian

༺ We are all time travelers ༻

‘I am a strange machine. I travel in different weathers, dusty, dreamy, rainy, or flowery. I travel in different times. Immersed in time, I come to love myself and all other beings, to express loving-kindness, to a neutral attitude, and to a respect of the All, and to the will and the state of events and beings, in and around me.’ This is what these letters whispered, as I breathed in and locked the scent of the dried flowers.

My mother’s musical words expressing the last of her sweet thoughts for the night call me out of my rêverie. I delicately fold the papers as when given to me, and as I hand them over to my mother, I couldn’t help but give her a smile and a nod, I might have bitten my lip a little too. I am satisfied. Thank you Beloved. Only then did it dawn on me how golden some moments are. And how insignificant other moments are, merely wasted on not being golden.

I could tell you more, but then…

Namasté

to ශ්‍රී ලංකාව Sri Lanka :)

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Trincomalee, Sri Lanka. Heaven

I hope this long post makes up for my long absence 🙂 Scenic landscapes, tropical trees, wilderness, wild flowers, a variety of animals you constantly see here & there. What is also striking about Sri Lanka is how you don’t feel like a stranger at all, the way everyone greets you, smiles at you, asks you how you are. Yes, the simplicity of living. Except of course when you run into the few who ask you for a higher rate since that what all tourists everywhere go through? Sometimes it’s fun, sometimes innerving, but mostly you feel like a walking dollar bill 🙂 Enjoy this, and make sure you watch the home-made with love footage at the very bottom!

Sri Lanka’s beauty is beyond words. Makes one dissolve into nature. Amazingly breathtaking nature, feels like the trees are whispering ageless secrets to one another, blessing us with their timeless presence. The modesty that this brings out in me is beyond description. The silence and respect it imposes are beyond words.

Indian Paintbrush (Sri Lanka)

Here it is again, the Indian Paintbrush, a wildflower we love!

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Lotus, Anuradhapura

The hot climate, the green colors & the wealthy vegetation & tea plantations bring peace to the eyes, and comfort to self. The Indian Ocean, and the gratitude for being there, in this godly land, divine in beauty. In Sri Lanka, even the clouds looks like angels & birds around here, scents of  incense & burning goods invade your head… so do sunrises & sunsets 🙂

Wilderness Sunrise - Uda Walawe - Sri Lanka

Wilderness Sunrise ~ Uda Walawe

Tea Plantation Sunrise - Hatton - Sri Lanka

Tea Plantation ~ Sunrise ~ Hatton

 

Tea Plantation Sunrise - Hatton - Sri Lanka

Tea Plantation ~ Sunrise ~ Hatton

Sunset - Colombo - Sri Lanka

Sunset ~ Colombo

Trincomalee - Sri Lanka

Meet the Sun. Trincomalee

 

You gaze out there amazed at the beautiful nature untouched and unharmed by the hand of man.  There is nothing more beautiful than the wild & free animals, to see them in their elements, to see the peace they shine, the extraordinary energy special to them at their best. And how the big & wild animals always have a bird (or two) for a companion, truly magical. I caught myself wishing love & healing to all those fascinating animals who are in captivity, wishing a happy & fair turn of events.

Desert Flower, a minute of contemplation

one minute of contemplation 🙂

Crying Elephant - Sri Lanka

Crying Elephant – Sri Lanka

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What if the dogs roaming the streets were a rebirth of former human beings? Their gaze is always pensive, they stare into our eyes in such peace & connectivity. Whether in Thailand, or in Sri Lanka, people refer to them here as ‘the guardians of the temple’, and I for one find them perfect for the mission 🙂

The guardian of the temple rebirth

Sri Lanka’s beauty is beyond words. Makes one want to dissolve into nature, and surrender to peace.

Adam's Peak - Sri Pada - Sri Lanka

Sri Pada (Adam’s Peak)

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The sun reveals all truths. The heat cleanses the body & soul. Warm clear waters revealing mesmerizing corals and magnificent underwater life. Spent 4 heavenly days in heavenly Trincomalee, with sweet people, who made me feel at home. To see the beauty our eyes beheld please watch the home-made footage Sri Lanka or the face of God, here.

Buddha on the beach - Trincomalee

Buddha on the beach, Trincomalee

Shark jaw, Trincomalee

What looks to be a shark jaw, on display in Trincomalee

I can’t help wonder how we got so far out in harming our nature, in my own country and worldwide. In Sri Lanka, people save their trees, when they need to make a road, or a residence, they unroot their trees to reposition and replant them, yes they do…!  They don’t just sacrifice them for concrete. A harmonious coexistence between Nature & Man. Man cares and respects Mother Nature, and Nature takes care of her children by providing an abundance of food, water, and animal life. Almost everything there is Nature oriented. The houses, the cars, the services, facilities, essentials.

Here are some more snaps!

SriPada SriLanka

Local women, Sri Pada (Adam’s Peak)

SriPada SriLanka

Butterfly, Adam’s Peak

Tea plantation, Sri Lanka

Local women, collecting tea leaves

Rain & Tea, SriLanka

Rain over tea plantations

Collecting Tea SriLanka

Local women collecting tea leaves

Collecting Tea SriLanka

Local women collecting tea leaves

Sarath, driver, Sri Lanka

Sarath

Stick fisherman, Sri Lanka

& of course, the amazing stick fisherman!

Fishermen - Sri Lanka

Fishermen

Zahra, Sri Lanka

A happy face, Zahra

Washing the heat, Anuradhapura

Washing the heat, Anuradhapura

Fire Dancers, Kandy

Fire Dancers, Kandy

Gems, fake gems, Kandy

Gems, that turned out to be fake. Happens a lot 🙂 Kandy

Fisherman gutting a fish. Trincomalee

Fisherman gutting a fish. Trincomalee

 

Ayubowan, as they say it so well in Sri Lanka, to say may you live long 🙂

Follow this link to the video, do it! Sri Lanka, the face of God.

 

Desert Flower, Sri Pada, Sri Lanka

Sri Pada, Adam’s Peak. Sri Lanka, April 2014

 

Namaste

Caravansary )*( Burning Man 2014

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Burning Man 2014 Art Theme: Caravansary.

Caravansary

‘Our history will be spread abroad by caravans.’
~The Thousand and One Nights

ˌkarəˈvansərʌɪ,-ri/
noun
noun: caravansary
  1. 1.
    historical
    an inn with a central courtyard for travellers in the desert regions of Asia or North Africa.
  2. 2.
    a group of people travelling together; a caravan.
Origin
late 16th cent.: from Persian kārwānsarāy, from kārwān ‘caravan’ + sarāy ‘palace’.

‘Come, come, whoever you are.
Wanderer, worshipper, lover of leaving – it doesn’t matter,
Ours is not a caravan of despair.
Come, even if you have broken your vow a hundred times,
Come, come again, come.’ ~Rumi