Friday, 13 October 2017

Come Closer

cracks crevices , the edge , steely sharp peaks 
reaching out , tumbling down, ever green, naked brown 
the bare chest of the mountain throbs with a beating heart 
come closer




never did i see, quilted beneath trees,  a cliff's eyes, the faces hidden underneath
the thought of them without the warmth of trees always made me sad
but never had i seen 
the mountain's withered lines, rivulets trickle down as unseen tears they weep 
come closer 






This path is treacherous 
Stains of grey, pain bleeds from eyes
As if all they see is an everlasting winter
They don't remember the heat, or if they were aflame with a slow burning fire
Igniting her soul




Slowly buried under snow
Frozen heart, famished veins
Icy bones, Pale skin
She wanes like the moon within
But you will never know 
For she never will show 
The silent sorrow of the willow that weeps
A crying dove with the broken wing
The sighing white birch, swaying once again
Persuasive forbidding wind
Will you ever feel?
The soft sound of autumn leaves 
as they fall gracefully back to their ground



Thursday, 3 August 2017

Always & Never Alone- The Forest Queen

Whimpering with pain, aching bones
Rattled breath 
The heart keeps breaking, until only shining light is left
A kind so bright, pushes through you
Widening your seems
Cut. Rip. Tear.


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The Soul is bare
Famished,Craving
the scent of moonbeams in your hair




The Silence inside me, is woven by your fingers 
Like a silver laced epiphany 
Deep deep down, Far far in 
Way back into my soul


The desire still emits heat, blood rushes; The Thrusting Beat 
A fire still burns, charring my tender skin, from an insatiable hunger within 
There is no slowing the spinning of multiverses inside,
Dangling from the moon, weaving starry wands 
She wanders where the river flows, 
Gliding through wheat fields, Reconciling with forests, in meadows bathed in gold 


The magic is seen, merging with the scene 
So it may seem, just as a dream

Forever lost in the wild,
The Forest Queen ~



Beautiful clouds walking in sky to the happiness


Wednesday, 5 July 2017

An Unceasing Fire, Moonlit Eyes

As I lay on a soft white rock
Breathing slow, real slow
taking in all the many shades of green, trees older than me 
They were lost in a sway 
And they seemed to be calling me, closer 
We began to waltz 

As I lay on a soft white rock,
The forest smelt sweet, 
all the leaves giggled at me, shimmering with the breeze 
Each tree has a tale to tell
Listen, 

Each tree has a heartbeat and breathes,
I could tell you that of certain, 
They breathed with me,
I felt the branches rise and fall , as did the air in my lungs  


Was it you? Beautiful one, to leave me with such a sorrow 
For now all i see, is the lonesome corners of a deep green forest 
Did you know? The trees ,  see me and they see you through me 
As though you might be forever embedded in every atom within me

By staying in peace and connection with the truth and the original spirit we bridge the gaps and heal the confusion. All one can do is keep working with the ideas to get more knowledge. No humans a…

Shards of glass couldn't bleed me dry of your essence coiling and recoiling inside 
Your hand on my face, was all but a touch of grace 
It leaves an invisible trace 
Like lines of wounded poetry 


Silently Resonates 
The everlasting hunger 

~

Behind my eyes, An expanding universe resides
An infinity pool of frequencies
I watch as they come closer and engulf me
And I am all but a floating vibration of energy
Revealing a sea of stars under the snowy flesh
 cracks widen, oozing moonlight



Behind my eyes, between dark & light
A waterfall of white light subsides
The Pain of losing you
Diamond Rain pushes me through
As the lotus releases her serene scent
She blooms and I Erupt
Into atoms of Light
I forgot what i was going to say

You. If you wander alone in the forests,
Bend down and smell the wild lily
For she would whisper to you
A song without words
And you may feel a little closer to me

For I made a evergreen tune for you
With all of the heavenly elements
As you deserve nothing less
than a  milky way of bleeding stars

I choose to kiss you in the wind, for the wind is gentler than my lips

I choose to hold you in my dreams, for in my dreams, 
You have no end ~




Thursday, 6 April 2017

The Flame Burns as Energy Endures

New Flow  (Nav Dhara ) of Energy Through ‘Agni ‘




So the darkness shall be the light and the stillness the dancing. As Everything in this universe has a rhythm, everything dances. The body says what words cannot. For some, dance is their pulse, heartbeat, and breathing. It’s the rhythm of life, the expression in time and movement. It is an art, with the floor as a canvas, the dancer the brush and whatever is created comes straight from the heart. As MJ said, thinking is the biggest mistake a dancer could make. You have to Feel. 

Let me take you through an experience never seen before, let me make you understand a single thought, a single inspiration visually and spiritually brought to life by the one and only dance Master, Ashley Lobo.

Ashley Lobo is an international dance persona, a teacher, a mentor, an endless source of inspiration to dancers of all ages, all races and all castes. The Indian Australian choreographer has trained in Australia under the late Margaret Chapple at the Bodenweiser Dance centre and also at the much reputed Sydney Dance Company. 
His achievements are never ending, but everyone living in Delhi has either heard or been part of The Danceworx family, with outlets spread across the city and being taught by some of the most beautiful hearted instructors, no one connected with Ashley can ever forget or replace those moments. Speaking from experience, The Danceworx itself, has brought an abundance of joy and light through the art form preserved and protected fiercely by Ashley. 
The fierceness was felt powerfully through the Navdhara India Dance Theatre project Agni, which was showcased over two days in Kamani Auditorium on the 29th and 30th of March, and if I Had witnessed the magic on the first day, I would have definitely gone on the second day as well, as it was that mesmerising and enchanting to say the least. Sinking into the core of this theme,  Agni is the Vedic God of Fire representing a symbol of darkness and light, beginnings and endings, destruction and purification, knowledge and sacrifice. 




The dance began, with a single dancer bathed in a dim spotlight placed on the corner of the stage, moving to just the sound of crackling fire. The moves were not studied, they were raw, like she was reaching out to the Fire God channeling the fiery essence, imitating the flames as the dancer and dance unite to become one. The duration of the performance was 60 minutes, devoid of a single main protagonist, though every dance on stage had their own unique aura through which their moves were generated. Personally, being a part of The Danceworx for several years, never did I witness a dance technique, so free in its form, and so impactful in its expression. I saw each dancer, not just get up painlessly like a leaf blowing on the wind, but I saw them tear their heart out, rising out for their body, to hang suspended between the worlds. 


You know how and why they could do that? Because all the dancers were using Ashley’s dance technique Prana Paint which takes the viewer through an expedition needing to be felt more than seen, needing less analysing and more understanding. Prana is a Sanskrit word for life energy or force, and so Prana Paint & Flow is a unique approach developed by Ashley himself, which sensitises the dancer, making them explore movement through various means of connectivity, like breath, yoga and touch. As the dancer learns to go deeper within, awareness to breath and sensation becomes the centre point of the technique, through which movement or dance appears. There are various methods used from meditation to experiential exercises which allow the dancer to come in contact with all surfaces, from air, to skin, to the floor, which help make the dancer accept themselves wholly, thereby activating the Prana flow. The body in this state, can create its own art as the individual is encouraged to move in their own personal way. The body resonates energy, the body speaks and the key to Prana Paint & Flow is to listen to the body, rather than control it, to allow the flow of energy rather than to forcibly create it. Prana Paint can also be known as Organic Movement. 
All the dancers who performed Agni, created a sort of a hallucination, maybe marking the world, which is a mass hallucination, where fear seems more real than love. The sounds merging with the dance, were very overwhelmingly intense, and for dancers to overpower that kind of sound is in itself commendable. All the elements of fire, were shown with such intricacy that you actually felt you were watching a a slow fire burning. On stage, I saw old and new philosophies of movement combined, as the dancers brought a strong western dane technique along with indigenous tools like ancient Indian dance, which created a blend which is universal. The attire the dancers was simple, and even though there wasn’t direct communication with the audience, the audience was in a a state of trance for these 60 minutes, sitting in pin drop silence, as they experienced all boundaries disappearing leaving space for the pure madness and passion of dance. The dancers seemed to have emerged from the insides of the earth, blooming into fiery lotus’s with every move. Every aspect, whether it was the lighting, the smoke, the sound and movement were all in such complete synchronisation, that whoever was part of the audience that day, will remember it till the end of time. 

Tuesday, 14 March 2017

432 Hertz, Sacred/Hidden Tuning

There is nothing more constant, natural and in tune with itself than the Harmonic Series based on the ecology of mind and nature.
Are you in the right tuning and mood?
 To understand the sacred frequency of 432 Hertz, one must delve deeper into the ambience of habitat and ecological balance. Further researching this sound scale, a study conducted states that the Nerves transmit signals with sound, not electricity. The physical laws did state that that electrical impulses must produce heat, as they travel along the nerve, but experiments conclude that there is no such heat that actually exists.Although sound waves usually weaken as they spread out, a medium with the right physical properties could create a special kind of sound pulse or soliton that can propagate without spreading or losing strength.  According to physicists, nerve membranes are made of a material similar to olive oil, that can chance from liquid to solid by creating variations in their temperature, as a result they freeze and propagate the solitons. Developments have been made in the fields of both science and economy, its impacts on harmonic and non harmonic resonance. There can only be imbalances in the resonance because of our present economic  system, a mirror of greed, fear, frustration and unknowingness. Fear gives rise to incoherent behaviour and thoughts, preventing human evolution. Through music, a revolution can be achieved, as when the mind and body are in tune or tuning in, new integral ways appear, the brain waves connect in uniquely, through fractal interference patterns. Energy flows in waves, following fractals to pattern order in chaos. The right tuning is the key to the evolution of humanity. but for that we must understand the lost force of right tuning and cosmic dancing. Human kind has fallen victim to the frequency war on our consciousness for almost a millennium. The goal has clearly been to keep us gullible as in modern history there has been a strategic militarisation of music. 

Fact: In October of 1953, 23,000 French musicians voted overwhelmingly in favour of the frequency- 432 Hz. This 432 Hertz tuning was unanimously approved art the congress of Italian musicians in 1881 which was also recommended by Physicists, Joseph Sauver, Felix Savart. 

Why then in1939, Jozef Goebbels took the initiative to tune musical instruments in A= 440 Hz, after world war 2? 

This tuning became the international standard but little does everyone know that it is untiring the human mind and body, cutting the connection with cosmos and nature. 


Tuesday, 21 February 2017

Raging Winds. Silent Storms









A silent voice, in foamy white
Whispers sweet winds through my soul,
Sending snowy shivers down my spine
My mind has diamonds floating
The deeper you go, the starrier it'll get




Take in,
burning flames of the fire
Licking my seams
Charring my bones into dust
As the autumn leaves fall in warm rust
All around me, Everywhere
The sky roars and breaks
Throbbing veins of purple lightning
Beautifully tear, 
The pain locked inside
Erupting into pure energy

Did you hear,The power of sound?
the heartbeat of trance 
Will surely make you dance,
On the tip of the silver moon
Starkly shining star
Blooming like a lotus, in the centre of every stormy hour