Awakening with the Birds ‘in their Chambers of Green’: The Zen Art of Story-Telling and the ‘Haiku’ Garden of Doodling

Divine Mother Symbol

”Light” 

From the quickened womb of the primal gloom,

Flowers that Invoke the Creative Life-Force

Flowers that Invoke the Creative Life-Force

The sun rolled, black and bare,

Till I wove him a vest for his Ethiop breast,

Of the threads of my golden hair;

And when the broad tent of the firmament

Arose on its airy spars,

I pencilled the hue of its matchless blue,

And spangled it around with stars.

I painted the flowers of the Eden bowers,

White Jasmine in Bloom

”Leaves of Living Green” – Sri Aurobindo 

And their leaves of living green,

And mine were the dyes in the sinless eyes

Of Eden’s Virgin queen;

And when the fiend’s art in the truthful heart

Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form or Nirvana is Samsara or Samsara is Nirvana- Highest Doctrine

Form is Emptiness, Emptiness is Form or Nirvana is Samsara or Samsara is Nirvana- Highest Doctrine

Had fastened its mortal spell,

In the silvery sphere of the first-born tear

To the trembling earth I fell.

When the waves that burst o’er a world accurst

Their work of wrath had sped,

And the Ark’s lone few, tried and true,

Came forth among the dead.

With the wondrous gleams of the bridal beams,

I bade their terrors cease,

As I wrote on the roll of the storm’s dark scroll

God’s covenant of peace.

Like a pall at rest on the senseless breast,

Night’s funeral shadow slept—

Where shepherd swains on Bethlehem’s plains,

Their lonely vigils kept,

When I flashed on their sight, the heralds bright,

Of Heaven’s redeeming plan,

As they chanted the morn, the Saviour born—

Joy, joy, to the outcast man!

Equal favour I show to the lofty and low,

On the just and the unjust I descend:

E’en the blind, whose vain spheres, roll in
darkness and tears,

Feel my smile—the blest smile of a friend.

Nay, the flower of the waste by my love is embraced,

As the rose in the garden of kings:

At the chrysalis bier of the morn I appear,

And lo! the gay butterfly wings.

The desolate morn, like the mourner forlorn,

Conceals all the pride of her charms,

Till I bid the bright hours, chase the night from
her flowers,

And lead the young day to her arms.

And when the gay rover seeks Eve for her lover,

And sinks to her balmy repose,

I wrap the soft rest by the zephyr-fanned west,

In curtains of amber and rose.

Child with Flowers by French Painter Bouguereau

Child with Flowers by French Painter Bouguereau

From my sentinel steep by the night-brooded deep

I gaze with the unslumbering eye,

When the cynosure star of the mariner

Is blotted out from the sky:

And guided by me through the merciless sea,

Though sped by the hurricane’s wings,

His companionless, dark, lone, weltering bark,

To the haven home safely he brings.

I waken the flowers in the dew-spangled bowers,

The birds in their chambers of green,

And mountain and plain glow with beauty again,

As they bask in their matinal sheen.

O, if such the glad worth of my presence on earth,

Though fitful and fleeting the while,

What glories must rest on the home of the blessed,

Ever bright with the Deity’s smile.

– Sri Aurobindo, 1st poem at the age of 10, written in Manchester, UK (appeared in Fox’s Weekly 11th Jan, 1883)

This is the pure consciousness of the witnessing self best experienced when the mind is young and fresh and most importantly is de-conditioned. The state of Blakean ”innocence” is also a state void of action, pure and self-luminous. The child is closest to nature since he/she is born out of nature and the growth process is natural and organic. The child sees ‘things as they are’ not coloured by opinions and complexity of the thought processes and, therefore, much closer to the divinity shining inside. This is also the state of primordial awakening not by any effort but by the grace of the Self:  ”I waken the flowers in the dew-spangled bowers,
The birds in their chambers of green,…” this is closest to a satori experience in Zen. Here, if you read with awareness, you will find a circularity in the composition which starts from a central point in the petal (which is T.S. Eliot’s ‘the still point of the turning world’ in the Four Quartets/here the ‘quickened womb’) and moves along cyclically to the outermost petal creating arrangements through the psycho-kinesthetic process of creative mind exploring the experience of childhood innocence and beauty. Mind is like mirror reflecting anything that falls before it but doesn’t retain any form or shape itself. This which is our very nature is the ”buddha nature” already pure and unstained by any causality. As Ashtavakra said: the bondage is this that you practice samadhi.

Lao Tzu has said often that the natural order is an indefinable order. Man is already organic to the whole system in the universe. The separation of man and nature is because of the thinking process and is only an apparent reality. And the seer-poet of Tao and Zen sings: ”picking chrysanthemums on the eastern fence/gazing in silence of the southern hills/the birds fly home to the soft mountain air of dusk…

So, the fundamental teaching is the art of suspending thought and react spontaneously like the universe (like the child, or, like the flowers, bees and birds). For the artist or the sculptor, it comes down to one single brush stroke or action where there is unity and no differentiation between the body and mind (and its thoughts). This is also mindfulness or moment to moment non-judgemental awareness. In the spontaneity of rhythm the differentiation is severed and the dancer and the dance become one.

“O chestnut-tree, great-rooted blossomer,/ Are you the leaf, the blossom or the bole?/ O body swayed to music, O brightening glance,/ How can we know the dancer from the dance?” (”Among School Children, W.B. Yeats)

The dancer and the dance cannot be separated; while playing the musical instrument at the zenith of creativity the musician and the instrument (sitar or violin) are one. This unity of consciousness is our very nature, our primordial being our own nirvana.

-J

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Press Release

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ARE YOU A DREAM DOODLER?

Are you a nature enthusiast? And do you love stories? Then you will love the ikebana-inspired story gardens conceptualised and created by Alokananda Mukherjee.

You will find winnie the pooh jumping into the bucket of honey in the 100 acre woods while the thirsty crow is cleverly strategizing to quench his thirst from the pitcher amidst nature. The smile of contentment on the face of the cute little monks will touch your heart while the white Budhha statue in the middle of the serene nature will sooth your senses.

All these will be presented to you in a mini garden which can be placed at any part of your house or office as a wonderful piece of art.

Visit the stall of ‘Dream Doodlers’ at the Bangkok Bazar which will be held on 14th and 15th of March at 4A, Short street.

Event:Bangkok Bazar

Stall of Dream Doodlers

Date:14th-15th March’2018

Time:11am-8pm’

Venue:Ganpati banquet,4A, Short street

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Cheers!

Dream Doodlers

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We are only Links in the Chain: Circular Movement is the preset Auto-Response of the Life Divine (man/da/la)

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Nipponzan Myohoji Buddhist Monastery, Kolkata

‘Namu Myoho Renge Kyo’

‘Namu Myoho Renge Kyo’

‘Namu Myoho Renge Kyo’

‘I take refuge in the wonderful law of the Lotus Sutra’

  • Founded by Japanese Monk, Nichidatsu Fuji (1885-1985), the Nipponzan Monastery at the heart of Kolkata in Lake Place is an ideal place for meditation on the Lotus Sutra, which incidentally is the last teaching of Buddha’s life.
  • The ancient link b/w India and Japan was reinstated after Rabindranath Tagore’s visit to Japan in 1916; the Poet also met Sri Mirra Alfassa in Japan who would later join Sri Aurobindo in Pondicherry.
  • Fuji was very much influenced by the writings of Nichiren and thought of travelling to India, the spiritual birthplace, to invigorate the teachings of Enlightenment. This was a difficult time here in Calcutta when the country was striving for freedom from the British Colonial Rule.
  • Fuji arrived in 1931 and walked the streets near lake place beating his drum and chanting ‘Namu Myoho Renge Kyo’.
  • He met Mahatma Gandhi in 1933 at Wardhah and shared his ideas of compassion and non-violence.
  • Industrialist and philanthropist, Sri Jugal Kishore Birla gave him land to build a monastery in 1935 which is now the Nipponzan Myohoji Buddhist Monastery at 60/1, Kabi Bharati, Kolkata 700029
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Temple of Immaculate Conception at Kamarpukur where Sri Sri Ramakrishna was born 

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Buddha inside Nipponzan Monastery, Kolkata (Photograph of Monk Fuji in the back)

“The Knowing Self is not born;
It does not die. It has not sprung from anything;
nothing has sprung from It. Birthless, eternal, everlasting,
and ancient, It is not killed when the body is killed”.
– Katha Upanishad

Bhakti (Love & Compassion) is the MOTHER of GYAN or KNOWLEDGE, Everything Flows from the Source which is AKHANDA JYOTI OF BHAKTI RASA-LILA

‘Ask Nothing, Give Everything’- Sri Krishnaprem (*that is the Road to Sri Sri Radha Rani)

After Her darshan, one-on-one with the Lord is possible.

‘Circular Movement is the Divine Movement’. – Sri Krishnaprem

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Kankali Tala Temple, Birbhum -one of the 51 Shakti-Pithas

KANKALI TALA TEMPLE -one of the most important Shakti Pithas among the historical 51 pithas. Sri Mata Parvati’s skeleton (kankal) is believed to have fallen here during the great cosmic tandava (dance/surge of Macro-cosmic energy) of Lord Shiva. Therefore, it is a spiritual center or a powerful energy-vortex.

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Tashiding Monastery in West Sikkim considered as the spiritual heart or the vortex point of Sadhana in the lower Himalayas 

All objects are the perceiving of them, and the perceiving of them is
what they are. It follows that the perceiving of them is not separate
from the objects, and the objects are not separate from the perceiving
of them.

Therefore, no objects exist as objects, either as phenomena or in noumenon.

APPEARING (FORM) is not an object, but a functioning. It appears as a
objectivisation.

HAPPY 2017 – As we are LINKS in the CHAIN, I open my heart to all of
you so we can walk together to see the great transformation coming to
this world. It will be a higher consciousness of technology that will
enable a sustainable living based on higher ethics and aesthetics.

Love & Peace

-J