Monday, May 24, 2010

Voyage to India

Several days ago, my father sent me a rough draft CD that he recently recorded of his bansuri flute ragas. When I heard the first note, memories of growing up with my father's flute-playing washed over my mind in soft waves.

I realize that Vrindavan draws me more powerfully than any other holy place in the world because of my father's flute. Often he would play a full moon raga on the porch as I fell asleep, or he would bring his flute to play in a bamboo forest, or I would hear the echoes of his bansuri in an empty templeroom.

Each and every time I heard my father play, my thoughts would wander to my mind's vision of Vrindavan... to a little blue boy playing his flute along the banks of a sacred river.

In 2008, I visited India - and Vrindavan - for the first time in my life. I don't know when I'll return, but I hope that when I do, I'll return with my father and listen to him play along the banks of the Yamuna.

Below is a slideshow of my photography while in India, accompanied by the music and poetry of my father. [e-mail subscribers need to click through to seedofdevotion.blogspot.com, or visit: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_Z5OImiB9uM]

4 comments:

Chuck said...

I always enjoy your writing so much, but this slide show and music ... so wonderful, so beautiful. Thank you.

ramesh sadasivam said...

Soulful!
Thanks for sharing.

Unknown said...

Amazing music and words...you are so blessed to have a very artistic and devotional family. I was moved by your images. It brought me back to the dham! I feel honored to have been a small part of your sacred voyage. Thank you, Bhakti ji.

krsna mayi said...

dear BhaktiLata ,
I remember you from Radhadesh Kulimela ,and we are friends on facebook...I read some of your pages some years ago,my life has changed a lot since.Tonight I read more of your words ,it really inspired me.I just wanted to thank you to have the courage to blog your spiritual thoughts ,it is true that sharing is divine ! I will maybe follow your foot steps some time.
lots of love
Krsna Mayi


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