In adoration of Mother Earth, I visited a bonsai park in southern China and attempted to capture her divine grace via photography and color pencil.
– Quiet Riley Jr –
To conclude, traveling through India isn’t only about samosas, chai tea and the Taj Mahal, it’s about self-discovery and cultivation, seeking a higher-consciousness and expanding your boundaries, both socially and spiritually. So if you’re interested in those things (plus much, much more*), I recommend that you go. I’ll be there, following my dharma, doing asanas and, of course, sharing a cup of chai with a new friend.
* find out for yourself 😉
Night or day, Varanasi is a succulent feast for the eyes. Covering the ancient walls and floors are paintings of every taste imaginable. And for the sweet-toothed are tantalizing sculptures of various kama sutra positions; but be warned—these displays are not for the faint-hearted.
I was told millions of Hindus go to Varanasi to die; on the contrary, I believe millions go there to live. While bodies burn and spirits ascend throughout the day and night, this ancient city rejuvenates the soul, reminding us that we aren’t who we perceive ourselves to be — we are so much more, infinite beings in the cyclical drama of creation, experience and destruction.