Wednesday, 31 May 2017

Zened Out


Many years ago Buddhism interested me! For its simplicity in practices, for the colourful flags they let flutter and also because of the desire to rebel against fascism of the church heads.
I explored talks, read books, followed leaders, watched movies around Buddhism! 

But, there were other deterrents, thoughts of killing were considered a No No! 
And so I stuck to the religion I was born into!

I continued seeking knowledge into this practice. Thats when Zenism hit me! Not to be followed as a religion but as a way of life!

Zen in its raw form means meditation.

Being passionate about anything I take up, it consumes a lot of energy! Super stressed soul! This is where meditation was suggested to me!
I had taken up running long distance to heal the mind and appease the body. 
Meditation was for the soul!
I tried it! I was told to sit still and focus on nothingness! 
It was a failure! I could neither be a yogi nor a Zen master!
It hurt that I could fail at something that came so easy to many!

Slowly over a period of time I realised that meditation comes in many forms, religion is not a community to belong but a way of life.
Success or failure, good times, bad times ........ life goes on.

Some learnings from my journey through the years!

Savour life!
There were years when I lived by the clock! everything had to happen on time, like clockwork. A practice instilled in my by my dad and strict upbringing. This had acquaintances wonder if I was a army brat!!
Yes, this kind of living had its benefits, there were no surprises. 
I also realised I left no room to be impulsive.

Thats when I met someone who taught me to stop, see and enjoy every thing I did.
Even the simple act of rushing my coffee before a run, eating breakfast on the go all slowed down.
Now, I spent time sitting down to have my first cup of coffee, running could wait 10 minutes.
Getting ready 10 minutes earlier, meant I could enjoy the breakfast instead of it being exposed to the dust and pollution on the road.

“Drink your tea slowly and reverently, as if it is the axis on which the world earth revolves — slowly, evenly, without rushing toward the future.”

One size does not fit all!
What works for them, does not work for you.
Thats when I realised running was my meditation, whether I ran slow, raced or enjoyed the views, It was my Zen.
I could run for 2 hours and finish the day happy! 
I could spend the time I ran to heal the mind, appease the body and feed the soul! 
I did not have to stay still in a quiet place to meditate, I could keep moving, I could have my headphones on and still reach that stage.
Think one thing, focus on whatever you are doing, let your thoughts flow, do not block them! Slowly over an hour, or more you will attain the calmness you desire.

"In the stillness of the mind I saw myself as I am- unbound"

The meaning of life
I thought I had to achieve a certain designation, a certain level of financial success, work in big name companies, travel in fancy cars to prove that my life had meaning.
This was a misconception brought about by the wrong crowd.
I slowly learnt that I had to have a purpose for my life. I had to fulfil that purpose everyday, not at the end of my career,as a retirement plan or on certain days of the month! Every single day, live your purpose. That adds meaning to life.
So today, If i can brighten someone's day with a kind word, a note of gratitude, giving way to someone else more in need of an auto during peak hours, listening to a friend who needs a listening ear, I do it all!
Do more! Live each day! Do not wait for something better to start dong something small! Live the life you have today!
I see the smiling tea shop owner on my way to work, his purpose is to serve tea, he does it with a smile, through the day, even on my way back.
He does not make huge cash profits, but he does make a million smiles! Everyday!

"When you plant a seed of love, it is you that blossoms."

Not the destination, but the journey
"Are we there yet?" "How much longer?" 
I did it as a kid, now my daughters do it.
Till I started traveling around.
Road trips to very normal places, made exquisite by the company we keep and the roads we take.

This made me appreciate the whole process, not just the result,
When you run a marathon, the final result is a 42.2 km on the race day. The journey towards the 42 is such a fulfilling trip, every week you learn something new, you experience something more than just the one race. 

I appreciate the learning I gain not just the salary hikes we look forward to. 
Aim for the final goal, take pleasure in attaining that, but do not ignore the small wins on the way.

"It is better to travel well than arrive."

Let go
This is always difficult, we are hoarders!
Of emotion, anger, love, relationships.

I did this and I hurt, I allowed myself to be hurt.
I held onto grudges, I never forgave.
I clung on to past mistakes. 
Misunderstandings and breakups made me hard.

A counselling diploma helped me understand myself, helped me lose the things I held onto, including the debris that has washed into my shores. 

Today there is a deeper compassion. A detached attachment.
The peace within comes from a higher understanding. 

"You can only lose what you cling to"

Find happiness where you are! It is waiting to be found, in your present job, in your family, circle of friends.
Anything new adds on to the happiness.
Do not wait!! 
Live! In the Now!

"Open your arms to change, but do not let go of your values"



Monday, 22 May 2017

Ink talks


When things around you change rapidly, you search for a sign of permanency. Something to call your own.
When you are a maverick mom and believe this life was made for you, you live it your way! 
When a thought plants itself in your mind and then is watered and fed and nurtured through googling and meeting the right folks, you want to see the fruit!

And that is how a Tattoo was born! 
One year, on a to do list, along with learning to swim, traveling to unknown places and being more forgiving, in small print was 'get a tattoo'!

The year went by, but not without googling!
The idea of getting a tattoo was growing, my search history was filed with dark images! 
Some scary, some meaningless, some prosaic, some plain boring! But images all waiting to get inked!

Swimming was attempted, failed! 
Unknown places happened, successfully!
Mixed feelings on the tattoo!

The need for something more permanent in life still lingered.

Google has never let me down, I read about how simple it could be, how permanent it was, how painful it could be, how like pins and needles it was! 

Spoke to a few friends who had tattoos and knew those who had got a tattoo done!!
there was still a fear, fear of diseases! 

6 months over and yet no tattoo!

I got the contacts of a few tattoos artists through reliable references, saw their work on skin!
Called them up, spoke over phone,
Got the address, walked around the area where they worked! Tried to see the crowd going in and coming out! Yeah I stalked them!!!

Oh the research was thorough indeed!
As much as I craved permanency, I feared it too! 
It was more painful and expensive to get it removed......

And, what about my parents and my kids? What would they say? I knew my parents may want to disown me! They were prudes and would be shocked to see something abstract showing up! They classified this as the work of the devil! Evil influence! 
My kids would be proud of me! Mom who does the weird things! Cool Mom!

I decided to take it as it comes! The tattoo was also a sign of rebellion, to tell my parents I was grown up now! 

The date was finalised. A day when none would be home! 
October was here! If not now then never!

I had fixed the appointment for Saturday afternoon. 
I knew I wanted a Virgo constellation! had taken a few prints of what I had in mind.
I had an approximate price range and size in mind. 
I knew for certainty where I wanted the tattoo to be inked.

The process was smooth, the studio was clean, the music was loud.
To shut the slow muffled screams of pain, to drown the noise of the whirring needle.

We went through a few representative designs, what would actually look good as a tattoo, she was pleased with my research, I was satisfied with her inputs!
Good start! 
I was confident now.
I quickly downed an Ibuprofen to dull the pain and sat still in the chair. Sudden moves could change the whole constellation!
I could see the design turning into reality on my unexposed skin. I could feel pins and needles on the soft tissue.
No, there was no pain, having gone through natural childbirth, with no pain relief, I was ready to take on any degree of pain.
This was nothing compared to what I had read.

Since I had chosen a black constellation, it was pure pricks, no shades! Simple, quick and clean!
It looked ghastly when done.
With the oil and tape over it, it looked like someone had stabbed me with lead pencil all over!!

The doubts started!
went home with a feeling of misgiving! And a self care kit!

I got home, got trusted google to answer my first query. 
How to remove a tattoo? 
Can home remedies help immediately after inking?
It was not meant to be, I was advised not to try anything stupid and cause an infection.

I was not happy! the work was good, the design perfect! 
But I did not want a tattoo anymore!!!
Yet, I took care of it, like you do a cactus, with care, but not love!! 

Sleep is always a cure! I felt better the next morning. With no kids to answer too and a full necked T shirt to cover it from the view of my parents, I survived the night!

I took care of it with caution, the thought of removing it in a week still lingering. 
I looked up laser studios, called them up as well the next day.
They all advised time! time heals! give time some time!

My tattoo played peek a boo at work:) some stared, some questioned! Some looked away!
Slowly, I felt comfortable.
My kids could now see it as well, they asked, I brushed them aside! 

Within a week, it grew on me, I started loving it, it looked better, it healed well. Not red and dotted, but smooth and clear!

I flaunted it in low necked Tees, I allowed it to peek through a netted neckline!
Oh I started taking pride in my tattoo!! 
Mine, representing me! 
The starts peeping out if you stared long enough, the Virgo in me coming alive! 

I could see the pride in my daughters' eyes, the indifference in my parents!
Some see it the way I do, some hope to see even a bit of it! 

Nothing bothered me! I had done it for myself! 
And was soon googling more designs to tattoo!!

I even referred my design studio to many others who liked what I had done!!!

Did I get another one?
No, am still waiting for that inspiration to strike me. 
Someday.........