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Where is Vaikuntha?

In Angkor Wat, Vyasa dictating the Mahabharata to Ganesha.

There is a temple in Kanchipuram, the Vaikuntha Perumal Temple, which is not too far from the Kamakshi Temple in the center of town.

Perumal is one of the thousands of names of Lord Vishnu, and Vaikuntha is the name of Vishnu’s heaven.

The ancient Hindu text, Srimad Bhagavatam, contains a description of Vaikuntha. This book, filled with stories of Lord Krishna, was compiled by the sage, Vyasa, who also complied all the other major holy books of India, which he was only able to accomplish by living a very long time.

The humming of the bees among the trees

In the woodlands of Vaikuntha, the trees are always in bloom with flowers of heavenly scent. Through the forest, the worshippers of Vishnu travel aloft in airships (airships were quite common in ancient India).

There, whenever the bees make their sound, to sing to the glory of Vishnu, their music is so enchanting that all the birds; the pigeons, the swans, the parrots, and all other winged creatures, fall silent so they can appreciate the humming of the bees.

The leaves of the Tulsi tree.

The woods are filled with a great variety of graceful trees – none more sacred than the Tulasi tree, the tree of the Goddess, also called the Tulsi, or Holy Basil Tree (there are many kinds of basil, and this one is different from the herb that is commonly called basil in the U.S.).  For thousands of years, the Tulasi plant has been used in ayurvedic medicine, the ancient traditional medicine of India, which is very efficacious, has no side effects and, importantly, has never used animal testing.

In India, really, all trees are sacred, and every temple has its own sacred tree.

To arrive in Vaikuntha, as to get to heaven in any spiritual tradition, one does not look among the stars of the sky, or pour over maps of the cosmos; Vaikuntha is real, to be sure, but it is not a material place.  It is not a geographical location, so the question “where?” does not apply.

Ultimately Vaikuntha is a state which is inconceivable and incomprehensible, so even the best attempts to describe it fall short and are only metaphors.

Is there more than one heaven?

There is also a heaven called Kailasha for the followers of Shiva, but this doesn’t mean that there are two heavens, or that one’s friends, relatives, or pets, could, mistakenly, end up in a different one.

That’s really not a problem.  Also, until one attains moksha, or deliverance, there is no freedom from samsara, the endlessly turning wheel of life and death, into which one is destined to be reborn.  Even if one is fortunate enough to reach Vaikuntha after death, instead of being shipped straight back to earth; it is possible that, after having spent some time, or even nearly a whole vast epoch of time, in heaven, one may still find oneself right back on the earthly plane, leading another life, until the moment when one has at last attained final freedom.

Lord Vishnu and Sri Laxmi, riding on Garuda.

Perumal (or Thirumal), as one of the names of Vishnu, refers to the one whose lotus feet destroy all sin and bestow the blessings of moksha or deliverance.

A Wikipedia article about Thirumal states that the Tamil Sangam literature describes Thirumal as the “dark one,” the Supreme God, who creates, preserves, and ultimately destroys the cosmos.

The ancient Sangam period

The Sangam period in southern India ran from the third century BC to the fourth century AD, comprising three Sangam periods.  The first two were very early and are considered legendary; however perhaps that is a meaningless distinction.  They may be every bit as real as the third one, which is thought to be historical.

Later on, Tamil poets known as the alwars praised Vishnu, or Perumal, in their soaring poetry.

According to Wikipedia, the old Tamil book “Tolkappiyam”, which is one of the earliest books of Tamil grammar, mentions Kottravai (the Mother Goddess), Sevvael (Murugan), Thirumaal (who is Vishnu), Vendhan (Indra), and Varunan (God of the Oceans).

Who built the Vaikuntha Perumal Temple?

The Pallava King, Nandivarman II built the Vaikuntha Perumal Temple in the eighth century, constructing it on three levels, or three stories.  The temple is unusual in that the walls are covered by a vast number of sculpted murals in bas relief. The sculpture panels tell the story of events leading up to his reign.

An elephant sculpture at Mahabalipuram.

Nandivarman II became king of the Pallava Empire, in southern India, at the age of fourteen.  The throne had become vacant and representatives of the people traveled all the way to Cambodia (which they called the “land of Kambuja”) to look up one of the royal descendants of the Pallava line. When asked, three of the royal sons declined to travel back to India to be crowned king, but the fourth and youngest, Nandivarman II, accepted.  He was to be a remarkable king, in many ways, and he built a number of other temples, as well as Vaikuntha Perumal.

On the three levels within the temple, Vishnu is shown in various poses; standing, seated and lying down. The temples’ lion pillars were the predecessors of the thousand pillared halls of some later Tamil Nadu temples.

The Vaikuntha Perumal Temple is a living temple, where people still go to worship.

Perhaps it is best seen as a gateway to the real Vaikuntha, the sacred home, and place of peace, of Lord Vishnu.

Top photo: Forest and Kim Starr / Wikimedia Commons / “This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution 3.0 Unported license.” /Ocimum tenuiflorum or the leaves of the Holy Tulsi plant.  This one is in Hawaii.

Second photo: Janice janice.chc@msa.hinet.net / Wikimedia Commons / “This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.5 Generic, 2.0 Generic and 1.0 Generic license.” / At Angkor Wat, Vyasa narrating the Mahabharata to Ganesha.

Third photo: Unknown artist from Bundi, Rajasthan, India. /  Wikimedia Commons / “This image (or other media file) is in the public domain because its copyright has expired.” / Narayana (Vishnu) riding on Garuda with Shri Lakshmi

Fourth photo: Sharon St Joan / An elephant sculpture at Mahabalipuram, Tamil Nadu; this temple complex was built in the seventh century by the Pallava King Narasimhavarman I.

Dubbo to Narrabri

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Distance: 278klm Overnight: Big Sky Caravan Park Weather: Warm, sunny 24 degrees About Narrabri

We have been carefully watching the weather reports as separate weather systems in 3 states combine and created a major rain event in our area ‘central western plains’. We settled in for a 2nd night and waited for the rain to blow through to the coast. The same weather system dumped a load  of snow in the Alpine region we have just left.

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This blog from Australia shows wonderful photos of "organ pipe rocks"....

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If there is one thing that best represent  Japan’s natural beauty, it has to be the highest mountain- Mt. Fuji.   The 3,766m symmetrical cone shaped mountain has inspired poet and artist for decades, where it was often depicted with the top- half covered in snow.

My first visit to the mountain was last year, during the hiking season where the  picturesque snow-capped was gone. 

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By Elizabeth Doyle

Hildegard von Bingen — In the 12th century, there was a Christian mystic in Germany named Hildegard.  She was a nun with the power to heal (she was very good with herbs.) Sent to live in a convent at a very young age, to say she made the most of it is an understatement. She had religious visions all of her life, she was a writer, a scientist, and a musical composer.  She lived in an age when Christianity was very austere, and I feel that influence when I hear her music.  A certain dustiness or confinement. But I also hear her belief in her shinng visions and revelations.  It’s said that there were beams of light over her convent on the day that she died.  She was eventually declared a saint.  And what a miracle it is that after all these centuries, we still have her music!  Here it is:

 

 

 

 

Samingad — This is a Taiwanese artist who’s Puyuma, a member of one of the ethnic groups who lived in Taiwan before many Chinese joined them.  She grew up in a family that spent a lot of time teaching tribal music to children, and a lot of her music celebrates her Puyuma heritage. I love the breezy, angelic feel of her music.  And I could be wrong, but I think this video has a shot of the mysterious monolith that was built long ago by the Puyama people. (I could be mistaken about what I’m seeing, though!) But either, way it’s a gorgeous video: Click here.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Lila Downs –Mexico has been an important hotbed of outstanding music for hundreds of years.  Combining the original music of the area with the fluttering sounds of the Spaniards, Mexican music has really captivated the world. Here’s a Mexican artist I like. Her name is Lila Downs, and her music really captures the ancient earthiness of Mexico’s moist, spiritual, rich history, while also being modern, political and celebrational: Click here.

 

 

 

 

Top photo: Wikimedia Commons / “This image (or other media file) is in the public domain because its copyright has expired.” / Hildegard Von Bingen receiving a vision and dictating to her scribe and secretary.

Second photo:  Torii Ryūzō / Wikimedia Commons / “This photographic image is considered to be public domain according to article 23 of old copyright law of Japan and article 2 of supplemental provision of copyright law of Japan.”  / The Moon-shape Monolith  by Japanese anthropologist Torii Ryūzō  about 1896 

Third photo: Ivan Hernandez / Wikimedia Commons / ”This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution 2.0 Generic license. “/ Lila Downs in Toronto Canada. 

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A View of the Solar Eclipse from Our Balcony

This morning I set my alarm for 6.30. Twice before I had been in a place where a solar eclipse was due, once in South Africa, and once in England. The South African event had been a complete washout, and the one in England only a partial success: viewed through high cloud.

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Karst Mountains

It was Sunday morning in Vientiane. After a two-day sojourn in the Lao capital, our affection for the city started to grow. But we knew it was time for us to continue our journey to the north, where the world-famous town of Luang Prabang is located. Around 7.30 am our driver picked us up at our hotel then made some gestures to show us where to sit in the minivan – right in the back seat.

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Doorway of Stone

 

Stone doorway

 

 

Within the stone doorway

 

Stands

 

No one, nothing,

 

Only

 

The juniper trees

 

That

 

Twist

 

In the crinkling air

 

Of morning,

 

Only the peace of the empty

 

Jars

 

That lie

 

Pale blue as the skies,

 

No one

 

Only the goldfinch with his black hat,

 

About to drop

 

From sunbeam to slender branch, to hop

 

And toot in the gray-

 

Pebbled dawn, only

 

The chasm that opens

 

Between the slanted

 

Sails of the stars

 

Where the ancient ones

 

Still

 

Walk in the windowed wind, where

 

The gold eyes

 

Of the bear

 

Reflect the rushing stream, where

 

Rocks remember,

 

Where glad ravens of rain clatter

 

To uncreate the rusted disarray

 

Of time, where the spirits of arcane mist

 

Call ever

 

In the green, breaking

 

Waves of the seas

 

There where there

 

Is no one

 

Nowhere

 

Only the shining wings of lands

 

Out there

 

In the lone doorway of stone

 

On the owl-enchanted outcrop

 

On the high

 

Hill.

 

Written June 28, 2009

 

Photo: Sanandkarunakaran / Wikimedia Commons / “This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license.” Dolmens at Marayoor in Kerala, India.

By Elizabeth Doyle

Nneka — Nigeria has made some of the most popular music in all of Africa. They have some really excellent recording studios there, and a long history of putting out worldwide hits.  Here’s a modern rising Nigerian star that I like.  Her full name is Nneka Egbuna, and she was born in Nigeria to a Nigerian father and European mother.  Perhaps slightly influenced by famous Nigerian musicians like Fela Kuti, who helped establish Afrobeat, she also writes and sings songs that seem to be very much just her own thoughts, feelings and inventions. I like the honesty with which she sings. And what a sweet voice!  She’s my pick for the next international Nigerian sensation:  Click here.

D’Gary — You don’t have to be a guitar aficionado to appreciate how talented this guy is!  He hails from Madagascar, where music is as diverse as the people who live there, and he absolutely plays the guitar his very own way.  He even has an idiosyncratic way of tuning it.  He’s a descendent of the nomadic Bara tribe of Madagascar, and according to rumor, took his guitar playing to professional levels in part in order to help support his widowed mother.  I think he’s pretty spectacular. Here he is:

 

 

 

 

 

Mak Minah – Mak Minah Anggong was a traditional Malaysian singer from Kampung Peretak.  She was Temuan, and traditionally, many Temuans  believe that their people were put on this earth to guard the rainforests.  Mak Minah was herself an environmental activist who was very vocal against a damming project that forced many Temuans to leave their forests and ancestral lands. Devoted to the culture and traditions of her ancestors, she was also a heartfelt singer who was just stepping into the spotlight late in life, when sadly, she passed away rather suddenly. We do have some recordings of her singing, though.  Here she is, singing as part of the group, Akar Umbi:  Click here.

Top photo: Andreas Lederer / “Copyleft: This work of art is free; you can redistribute it and/or modify it according to terms of the Free Art License.” Nneka in 23 July 2009

Second photo: Tom Turner / “Permission is granted to copy, distribute and/or modify this document under the terms of the GNU Free Documentation License Wikimedia Commons.”  A busy market street in Antananarivo, Madagascar, where D’Gary was born.

Third photo: 10014derek  /  ”The copyright holder of this file allows anyone to use it for any purpose, provided that the copyright holder is properly attributed. Redistribution, derivative work, commercial use, and all other use is permitted.” / A picture of the view from Mt. Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia  

Three Days of WOW!!

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On Day 13, we packed up and left the spectacular Monument Valley behind.

I recalled from my last trip to Moab, nearly 20 years ago, that it wuzz right sum purdy.  The closer we got, the more I began to think that this was one of those times when memory out-strips reality.  Y’know, like how everything just seemed bigger when you were a kid.

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The symbol of the Ibn Khaldun Institute (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

The Muqaddimah , also known as the Muqaddimah of Ibn Khaldun or the Prolegomena  is a book written by Ibn Khaldun in 1377 which records an early view of universal history. Some modern thinkers view it as the first work dealing with the philosophy of history or the social sciences  of sociology, demography, historiography or cultural history  and economics, The…

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