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Author: Abhilasha Rajan

Sunrise and Sunset Meditation

Sunrise

Sun is life. Sunrise is divine.

A full cycle of life is lived in those sacred moments of arrival of source of life. Every sunrise is different- in time, mind and space. It feels a huge privilege to witness sunrise and every sunrise fills me with gratitude of being alive.

Sunrise watching is meditation. I can never have enough of Sunrises. The sky slowing changing from black to grey to pink, red and orange and finally announcing arrival of a dot, which becomes the day. A new day, a new life, a new form and a new hope.

I have watched sunrise in different phases of life. My earliest memory of watching everyday sunrise was when I was in class 10th. The poem, Usha, which described changing colours of sky so vividly that I wanted to experience the black sky turning grey slate and the pink chalk rubbed over it. The experience was magical and thus began a lifetime love for sunrises.

Sunset

Sun is life, setting Sun is the truth of life.

Life vanishes in a moment. There is a moment’s distance between life and death. Sunset is that moment, separating life from death.

For me, watching sunset is realisation and reminder of futility of this form. The Sun vanishes slowly, taking away with it all the colours of oranges, reds, pinks, creating the space for purple, blue, grey before giving the darkness of night.

Sun, from its glorious present to vanishes in empty future. Truth of all glory of the past and present. Witnessing sunset is beginning of the wait. And then darkness brightens up with its own colours, exposing the hidden universe.

I put pictures of these precious moments of Sunrise and Sunset here.

Thoughts on Photography

As I observe the world around me, I am filled with a profound sense of wonder. Every object, whether it be an earthling or a celestial being, holds within it a captivating story that my eyes can perceive and my mind can absorb. These stories, intricately woven into the fabric of existence, are not only the tales of those I observe but also a reflection of myself as an eager witness. However, I am aware that my capacity to fully comprehend and embrace the multifaceted dimensions of these narratives is limited. I can only strive to be present in the moment, capturing fragments of these stories through the lens of the devices in my hands.

Through the art of photography, I have the privilege of freezing moments that I have lived in, encapsulating them within the confines of a frame. As a mother, I am granted an extraordinary gift—an expansion of my vision, courtesy of two additional eyes and an extra mind. This newfound perspective allows me to create and experience these moments in a different light. It is a profound connection that I share with the world when viewing it through the eyes of my child. Together, we witness the intricate tapestry of life, forging unique bonds with the flowers, birds, trees, insects, rivers, mountains, seas, celestial bodies, and everything in between. My camera becomes a tool that captures not just images but also the intertwining threads of our shared experiences.

In my quest to capture these precious moments, I have learned the importance of restraint. Frequently succumbing to the desire to document everything around me would only serve to distance me from the present. It is during these moments that I release the urge to capture and instead allow myself to fully immerse in the act of observation.

There are instances when I feel an unspoken connection with the birds, as if their gaze penetrates straight into the depths of my soul, urging me to put aside the camera that acts as a barrier between us. In those moments, I realize that our consciousness is intertwined, and I question whether I have sought their approval before attempting to immortalize them in photographs. These contemplations arise especially when engaging in discussions with my child about the importance of seeking permission. It is in these moments of reflection that I find myself wondering: How can I respectfully seek permission from the birds, the trees, the flowers…? And to my astonishment, my child responds with a simple yet profound answer: “Connect with their minds.”

In the depths of that innocent response lies a profound truth. Perhaps the key to seeking permission from the natural world lies not in spoken words or explicit agreements but in the quiet connection we establish with the essence of all living beings. It is through our shared consciousness, our ability to empathize and understand, that we can respectfully navigate our interactions with the world around us. By cultivating a deep sense of connection and mindfulness, we can attune ourselves to the subtle rhythms of nature, allowing us to harmoniously coexist with the birds, trees, flowers, and every other magnificent creation that graces our existence.

I put the moments captured through different devices here.

Birds and their lives

Birds – manifestation of the divine or paintings of the divine!

Who is more privileged- the birds or the humans watching them?

The joy of observing birds, to feel their freedom of flying and touching the sky. I love to observe birds, their minds behind their deep beautiful eyes, their social life, and their intense love for Sunrise and Sunset

There are many families of birds living on the trees adjoining my house in a park in Delhi. These trees are like scared groves sheltering the entire microcosm of universe in them. A banyan, a peepal, two neems, a couple of mulberry providing enough food and branches for a variety of birds. Families of Grey Hornbill, Woodpecker, Coopersmith barbet, Brown headed barbet, Bulbul, Sunbirds, Babbler, Maina, Indian Magpie Robin, Sterling, Tailor birds, Pigeons, Indian white eye, Ashy Prinia, Crows , Cuckoo, Rufous Treepie and Parakeets are regular visitor to our small garden for food and water. 

Over the years, they are like sacred companions of this journey called life. My daily rhythm and soundscape of life is made of their calls, songs and their family discussions. Their visits to garden for water and fun bathing is visual treat to us. We just love to watch them and be in awe of nature’s consciousness,  nurturing and sustaining such beautiful lives on mother earth. 

Then there are other birds I meet at different places in different location. It is so common to find a standard pack of bird across the country, weaving India in one thread. 

I put pictures of birds and their lives here. 

Being a parent – Conscious Parenting

Being a parent is difficult, it changes life.

Being a parent is an opportunity to re-discover our own self.

Being a parent is un-learning, learning, and questioning the established norms.

Being a parent is being at peace with ourselves and striving to make this world a better place for our children.

The birth of child is also the birth of a parent, a blessing to witness nature’s miracles . As parents, we begin to re-discover the life with our children; starting with the basic needs of food, sleep, clothes of a newborn. We communicate with a new life in a language known to us. The language of love, care, sound and expressions. We feel responsible to protect our children and create safe environment for them. Children grow, and with them, we, their parents also grow.

Parenting is not a process of training a child to become an adult. It is not a hierarchy to be honoured between a grown up adult and a growing to be an adult. Parenting is also not a journey between different milestones in mind, space and time.

Parenting is living a parent’s life, which , if it has any pattern, is close to elliptical movements of earth’s orbit stretching far left and far right while also changing its plane. Parenting is living a parent’s life, continuously striving for love, security, and purpose while making conscious and unconscious choices about ourselves and about our children.

We all aim to make conscious choices in our lives.

Parenting choices are a unique blend of our self-awareness, aspirations, information available to us, cultural and religious context and intergenerational intuition. Our self-awareness, life’s aspirations and information available keep changing with time. Cultural and religious context tend to remain constant for an extended period while intergenerational intuition also changes with our deeper self-awareness.

I believe conscious parenting is about making conscious choices in a parents life. As parents, our life passes through different phases, which requires different kinds of information and support system for making conscious choices.

I am striving to be more aware about self and the world around, create safe spaces for parents to build stronger connections with their children.

I write more about conscious parenting on Chaitanya Conscious Parenting blog.

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