Tag: Nature
Birds Sing
Haiku: Sky Blooms
Haiku that I wrote for the #haikufeels series run by Anne; prompt for this Haiku was ‘forever.’
The Power of Myth by Joseph Campbell

Yesterday I finished reading ‘The Power of Myth’ based on a televised conversation between Comparative Mythologist, Joseph Campbell and TV anchor, Bill Moyers. The book set in the conversational style and makes for an easy read.
The sentence ‘Myths are clues to spiritual potentialities of the human life’ appear in the opening chapter as well as the closing chapter of the book. And that’s one of the key messages that this conveys. The other key theme discussed in this book is the similarity or proximities between myths from different cultures, places and times. The close association, as per Campbell, is due to ‘certain powers in the psyche that are common to all mankind.’ As per Campbell, ‘Every mythology has to do with the wisdom of life as related to a specific culture at a specific time. It integrates the individual into his society and the society into the field of nature.’
Some of the countless nuggets of wisdom from the book:
- Every religion is true in one way or another. It is true when understood metaphorically. But when it gets stuck to its own metaphors, interpreting them as facts, then you are in trouble.
- If you think that the metaphor is itself the reference, it would be like going to a restaurant, asking for the menu, seeing beefsteak written there, and starting to eat the menu.
- Compassion is the fundamental religious experience, and, unless that is there, you have nothing. (A very important observation given the current series of religion based hate crimes).
- You get a totally different civilization and a totally different way of living according to whether your myth presents nature as fallen or whether nature is in itself a manifestation of divinity, and the spirit is the revelation of the divinity that is inherent in nature.
- Life is pain, but compassion is what gives it the possibility of continuing.
- It’s characteristic of democracy that majority rule is understood as being effective not only in politics but also in thinking. In thinking, of course, the majority is always wrong.
- Giving birth is definitely a heroic deed, in that it is giving over of oneself to the life of another.
- Making money gets more advertisement. So the thing that happens and happens and happens, no matter how heroic it may be, is not news. Motherhood has lost its novelty, you might say.
- Our life evokes our character. You find out more about yourself as you go on. That’s why it’s good to be able to put yourself in situations that will evoke your higher nature rather than your lower.
- Mythology is not a lie, mythology is poetry, it is metaphorical.
- The myth is the public dream and the dream is the private myth (just brilliant).
- A legendary hero is usually the founder of something – the founder of a new age, the founder of a new religion, the founder of a new city, the founder of a new way of life.
- In order to found something new, one has to leave the old and go in quest of the seed idea, a germinal idea that will have the potentiality of bringing forth that new thing.
- You must have a room, or a certain hour or so a day, where you don’t know what was in the newspapers that morning……. This is a place where you can simply experience and bring forth what you are and what you might be. This is the place of creative incubation.
- The earth does not belong to man, man belongs to the earth. All things are connected like the blood that unites us all. Man did not weave the web of life, he is merely a strand in it. Whatever he does to the web, he does to himself. (People carrying out the destruction of the ecology in pursuit of a fat bank account, please take a note.)
- People say that what we’re all seeking is a meaning for life. I think that what we’re seeking is an experience of being alive, so that our life experiences on the purely physical plane will have resonances within our own innermost reality, so that we actually feel the rapture of being alive.
- What we’re learning in our schools is not wisdom of life. We’re learning technologies, we’re getting information. There’s a curious reluctance on the part of faculties to indicate the life values of their subjects.
When I was watching the movie Troy, based on Greek epic Iliad, I was struck while watching the scene in which Achilles is killed by an arrow piercing his heel which is similar to a scene from Hindu epic Mahabharata, in which Krishna is killed by an arrow piercing his foot. After reading this book, I now realize that there are countless similarities between mythologies from different parts of the world.
There is one striking conversation in the second chapter in which Moyers reads verses from the creation story in Genesis and Campbell gives equivalent verses from other cultures ranging from the Pima Indians in Arizona, the Hindu Upanishads from India and the Bassari People of West Africa.
There is another conversation in the book about a story from Persia that Satan was condemned to hell because he loved God so much. I remember the The parallel episode to this from Hindu stories where the gate keepers of Vaikuntam, the heavenly abode of God Vishnu, are cursed by a group of saints. On the intervention of God Vishnu they are given an option between staying away from Vishnu for six births if they praise Vishnu in each birth or staying away from Vishnu for three births if they denounce him in each birth. Not able to bear the thought of being away Vishnu for six births, they accept to denounce him and are born as Asoora (Demon-like) kings in their next three births.
Reading ‘The Power of Myth’ is the best way to realize that humanity as whole shares the same roots, shares the same resources, shares the same fears and ultimately shares the same fate on this earth. As they say: ‘God is Love and Love is God.’ Love life and let all life forms live and flourish on this beautiful planet. May the power of sanity be with us and lead us to embrace the God within each one of us.
A Country worth Exploring
Which is the closest country to Australia? If you answered New Zealand, you are wrong. If you answered Indonesia, you are wrong again. Papua New Guinea is the closest country to Australia. Papua New Guinea (PNG), is an independent country that occupies the eastern half of the island of New Guinea and its offshore islands in Melanesia, a region of the southwestern Pacific Ocean north of Australia. Its capital, located along its southeastern coast, is Port Moresby. The western half of New Guinea forms the Indonesian provinces of Papua and West Papua. Papua New Guinea achieved its independence in 1975 following almost 60 years of Australian administration. PNG is a member of the Commonwealth of Nations and Queen Elizabeth II is the head of state. The country has a population of about 8 Million people, has a per capita GDP of $2,283 and is classified as a developing nation by the IMF.
Some interesting facts about PNG:
- Papua New Guinea is only 3.7 kilometers away from Australian soil at its nearest point
- Papua New Guinea and Indonesia share the island of New Guinea which is one of the world’s largest islands.
- It is one of the very few places on earth which lie close to the equator where places at higher altitudes experience snowfall.
- PNG is one of the most ecologically and culturally diverse countries.
- The world’s only known poisonous bird, the Hooded Pitohui (Pitohui dichrous) is native to Papua New Guinea.
- Even until the 1950’s cannibalism and headhunting were rampant in Papua New Guinea.
- Until 1933 the country used sea-shells as its national currency. Post that, it switched to the Papua New Guinean Kina (PGK).
- 852 languages are listed for PNG, of which 12 have no known living speakers
- The highest point in the Independent State of Papua New Guinea is Mount Wilhelm (4,509 m).
- PNG is fantastic for birdlife with the famous birds of paradise and 750 different species to look out for. There are tree kangaroos, wallabies but no other real mammals.
- Many species of birds and mammals found on New Guinea have close genetic links with corresponding species found in Australia (e.g. kangaroos and possums)
- The Great Barrier Reef extends from Australia to almost the edge of Papua New Guinea
- The Japanese army suffered their first land defeat in the Pacific War (part of WWII) in 1942 in PNG
If you are interested in visiting PNG the following links might be useful to you:
http://wikitravel.org/en/Papua_New_Guinea
https://www.lonelyplanet.com/papua-new-guinea
http://www.papuanewguinea.travel/birdwatching
http://www.tropicalbirding.com/australasia-tours/new-guinea/papua-new-guinea/
http://world.new7wonders.com/?n7wn-finalist=great-barrier-reef-australia-papua-new-guinea
I will leave you with a couple of videos, one of PNG and one on Birds of Paradise.
Sources:
Article:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Papua_New_Guinea
http://www.traveller.com.au/have-you-visited-australias-closest-neighbour-papua-new-guinea-ghfi04
http://www.10-facts-about.com/papua-new-guinea/id/898
http://www.factsking.com/countries/papua-new-guinea/
https://papuanewguineacasestudy.wikispaces.com/Learn+More+about+Papua+New+Guinea,+Fun+Facts!
http://travelpost.noble-caledonia.co.uk/articles/papua-new-guinea-interesting-facts-travel-tips
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bird-of-paradise
Photos:
http://missionpng.com/PNGScene.htm
http://www.globaldivingadventures.com/expedition-papua-new-guinea/
Note: This post has been written for IndiSpire Edition 116: ‘Choose a country you don’t know much about. Now read up/ research about it. And tell us something interesting about it. Can be anything – history, politics, music or whatever tickles your fancy. #DiscoverACountry’
A Visit to Rameswaram
We went from Ramanadhapuram to Rameswaram by Car. Google maps was fairly accurate in showing even small waterbodies. All along the way we saw different kinds of birds lazing around in water bodies. The real treat to the eyes started around the area where the Indian mainland protrudes into the sea like a thin strand of hair. Suddenly from nowhere the sea appears barely a few feet from the road on either side. As we started driving up the Indira Gandhi Bridge, the view was breathtaking.
We stopped at a spot on the bridge where most other vehicles had been parked. Somehow the temptation of selfies had not eluded even the Sabarimala Pilgrims who were present in droves everywhere; selfies were in full swing. It was very windy. On one side we could see the Pambhan Bridge and the railway line. The sea was at its pristine beauty; I guess that’s how the seawater is supposed to look. Compared with this standard, the sea water in Chennai is basically nothing but drainage water.
On the other side of the bridge we could see a fishing hamlet and numerous fishing boats indulging in their everyday odyssey. The view on this side was equally beautiful. Sadly, we were short of time and had to head towards the temple. I think one at least needs an hour to admire the beauty on either side of the bridge.
Once at temple we were running to take a holy dip/ bath from one well to another just like migrant animals running from one waterhole to another. Though it was around closing time, luckily we got to see all the deities. As I was about to leave the temple, I noticed the Nandhi near the Flag-mast; my God, it was one giant Nandhi.
Post lunch we started on our onward journey. As we were already running way behind schedule we could not visit Danushkodi or even take another pit stop at Indira Gandhi Bridge.
A Visit to Sethukarai
I and my family went on a quick pilgrimage trip to Rameswaram and nearby temples. Our first stop was Thirupullani. From there we went to Sethukarai where we had to do a poojai. The view from Sethukarai beach was amazing. We had reached there by around 7 AM, the sun was still hidden behind a thick patch of clouds. As a result the sky resembled a cake made of blue and orange layers with the dark cloud serving as the icing.
The color of the sea made me wonder if it was some kind of magic potion with swirls of emerald green, turquoise and aquamarine. The nomadic fishing boats with wind sails and the rising sun as the backdrop would be any photographers dream come true. Alas I did not have even a point and shoot camera and was shooting with my mobile camera.
The sight at the shore was an eyesore. Clothes strewn all over the shore was strangulating the beauty of the beach. With not much of a tide in the water, kids were having time of their life playing in the water. The multiple fishing boats somehow added to the beauty of the sea. It was surreal to see the sea change to multiple shades as the sun kept ascending.
Cloud – awkward wingman
Marilyn Armstrong’s Blog Post (Be Inspired by the Neighbors – Blogging 101)
I am writing this post for the ‘Be Inspired by the Neighbors’ exercise. Yesterday I read a post by Marilyn Armstrong on her blog Serendipity. The blog poat had a bunch of photos posted with explanation. Marilyn had created this blog post to take part in Cee’s Which Way Photo Challenge: 2015 Week #2. The title of the blog post was: FOLLOWING THE BIRDS – CEE’S WHICH WAY PHOTO CHALLENGE. Marilyn had posted a bunch of photos of wild birds swimming on water bodies.
My comment to Marilyn was: ‘Excellent post. The photos look fantastic. Were they all taken on the same day? Which camera did you use? A thing of beauty is a joy forever. Your photos have beauty written all over them. Keep up the good work.’ Marilyn was kind enough to respond quickly: ‘Thank you! They were taken on a bunch of different days over a period of 3 years, though all in the Blackstone Valley. The two signed by my husband were taken on his Panasonic Lumix XZ 60. Mine were all taken on Olympus Pen PM-2 or an Olympus Pen EP3. Some are quite recent, just last month. Others date back to spring 2012, though many were taken at the same locations in different months and years.’
To begin with, I like photography. For a couple of years I even had a DSLR camera and used to take a lot of snaps. But I found the experience of using a DSLR camera to be cumbersome and I am very lazy as well. So I have become a dormant photographer or photographer in hibernation these days! Nevertheless, I admire good photography and that’s the reason in addition to liking Marilyn’s post, I also left a compliment on her blog.
They say, ‘a picture is worth a thousand words.’ But these seven words have survived hundreds of years, a period over which the picture which inspired these words was lost for eternity. Human words are too weak an instrument to describe something that human mind enjoys through the eyes. However, this exercise is about writing and therefore I embark (despite my limited command over English) on the herculean task of describing Marilyn’s photos. I have subscribed to Marilyn’s blog for the past couple of months but I do not know whether she is a professional photographer or an amateur photographer or just a casual photographer.
These photos of birds swimming in water bodies without any care in the world is an awesome sight even at a casual glance. And that’s the reason I was drawn to this post. These bunch of photos captured the grace of God’s creation in its pristine form. Though these are still photographs they ooze with life. I am not sure whom to praise for the joy/ ecstasy that I attained in seeing these beautiful photographs: should I praise Marilyn’s keen sense of timing and her skill? Should I praise those birds who were just following their natural instincts? Should I praise some unknown cosmic power that made Marilyn’s skill, a piece of technology (camera) and a bunch of nature’s beautiful creations cross each other’s’ path? Or should I praise the creators of the WordPress platform that enables digital imprints of such serendipitous acts to be enjoyed by people who are live in remote corners of this globe?
Most people will think of motion pictures (videos) as a technological progression to still photography. But still photography, since it is a snapshot at one particular point in time, introduces an element of suspense (what happened next?). Still photography is more like an abstract philosophy open to multiple interpretations. Still photography helps us to achieve a power that God did not bestow upon us: ‘an ability to freeze time. An ability to look at any event is isolation to its preceding or succeeding events.’
Since these snaps were taken by Marilyn and her husband at different points in time over a period of two to three years, they display multiple gradients of multiple factors: different birds, different seasons, may be different water bodies too, different light settings etc. We all find it very difficult to follow any abstract concepts. But while looking at these bunch of photos by Marilyn and her husband, the abstract concept, ‘beauty in nature’s creations’ penetrates deep into our eyes, seeps deep into our hearts and gets sculpted into our minds for eternity. Try however hard, we will lose the battle to dislike these photos.
J. Krishnamurti writing in his book, ‘Meditations’ says: ‘A meditative mind is silent. ….. It is the silence when thought – with all its images, its words and perceptions – has entirely ceased.’ These bunch of photos take us into a meditative state, a state of trance where nothing seems to exist: not you, not Marilyn, not even those birds. The only thing that exists is the beauty of nature.





