Namaske Bharath Shetty

Anchovies Masala. I’m a greasy anchovy packed between five others on a single train seat. It’s a three-day roller coaster from Luknow on top, to Mysore on the bottom of India. This is like taking the A-Train packed to smushing-capacity at rush hour, but instead of stopping at 42^nd and 8^th you keep riding to Florida.

all on board

I wish I could stay longer in Ayodhya. I wish I could recreate the scene of an ancient fable. Perhaps if there was Ayodhya Disney, Epcot Center with Mickey Mouse Raksanas (demons) scaring children and an actress dressed as sexy Sita between her shifts at the waffle house.

The Chai Gods Smile

Let there be light; and there was light. All faiths speak of this light, giving it names like Jesus, Mohammad, Ram (Rama), but most in the west don’t translate it correctly.

capturing essence

On a journey across lands of old, retracing the Ramayama and relating it's relevance to yoga today,  photographing yogis, gurus and the expressions of spiritually I find across the world. Recently in the midst of my frustration over trying to display images that I feel represent me as an artist, Miss 'M' had to flay me with the question, “who are you, who are you?” The whipping stick finally broke the shell of outer considerations of what I think is expected of me,

DONT WANT NO RELIGION

Meditation is the foundation common to all religions and belongs to none and all of them. It is not a religious practice unless it is practiced religiously with continuity. Yoga predates Hinduism by a goat-load of centuries. It is a holistic system of body/mind/nature balance more related to Ayurveda than to any dogma. Buddhists, Christians, Sufis, Hindus all practice yoga in harmony with their individual practices. 
Some say yoga connects one's consciously to the "higher".

Blue Balloons Revisited

Blue balloons, red balloons and yellow ones too, 


We are all beautiful balloons regardless of our hue.

And when more fill up with air and then they start to be,

We don’t say, “we need more airs, maybe two or three”,

There is only one air! And its always there; everywhere,

And every little balloon, all over the world, gets its share.

There’s more going on between balloons than you can see,

Because our thin skin isn’t as solid as we think it might be.

tantric-mechanic (1)

Sthira-The focus of consciousness-energy, solidity (masculine)

Sukha-The pure receiving receptacle, space (feminine)
I wish to work on myself to be a better man. Yet I am so totally influenced by outer influences that I am better described as a machine than a man. So if I am to work on myself, as a mechanical body, perhaps I should start as a mechanic.

tantric-mechanic part(2)

Secondly, it's about creating Sthira and Sukha, conscious stability and conscious plasticity. If I can do this stuff, anyone can. I was practicing yoga theory as a teenager by shot-gunning beer cans. We drunkards could manipulate the flow of whatever ya'll got in your can by the access of a hole in the top and an equal hole in the bottom. Let go of both and, whoosh! Our top hole is the glorious glottis

a toilet paper's role

One day a roll of toilet paper began to feel quite sad
It didn’t appreciate it’s role in life, it thought it’s fate quite bad.
Piece by piece it would be torn, used and discarded without relent,
clinging to the bathroom wall, the roll, it would lament,

sacred acre mission

I am on a mission, sowing the seeds of what's sacred in the fertile soil of life.

It's an attempt to refocus my life, in constant realization of the triadic effect of my actions on my self, my family and my world.
That's my "heart, hearth, earth" principle.
We each must be equally responsible for the harmony in the universe. 
That's a lot to ask, isn't it?