“There is a vit…

“There is a vitality, a life force, an energy, a quickening that is translated through you into action, and because there is only one of you in all of time, this expression is unique. And if you block it, it will never exist through any other medium and it will be lost. The world will not have it. It is not your business to determine how good it is nor how valuable nor how it compares with other expressions. It is your business to keep it yours clearly and directly, to keep the channel open. You do not even have to believe in yourself or your work. You have to keep yourself open and aware to the urges that motivate you. Keep the channel open. … No artist is pleased. [There is] no satisfaction whatever at any time. There is only a queer divine dissatisfaction, a blessed unrest that keeps us marching and makes us more alive than the others”
― Martha Graham

Don’t let YOU be lost because it isn’t discovered yet…

Daddy’s Li’l Girl

It’s tough for me to word my emotions for my co-creator. But I’m a trier. So I’m gonna try…

Dear Dad,

Thank you for letting me watch you sow seeds of goodness everywhere you go. If your deeds were to come to fruition as trees, you would be responsible for single-handedly defeating global warming!

I still have miles to go before I can even try, in dim hopes, to be a tenth of the human being you are.

But, I hope, one day, karma decides to come around and reward you with every form of bliss known to this planet!

Thank you for being there dad!

Thanks for keeping my picture where your money used to be… [I can just see mom milking that statement. Free financial advice, here I come!].

Love you! Happy father’s day!

<3

Shilpa

 

Finding Your Spot In The Parking Lot

Duck Tales

I came out today, at approximately 11 PM, to find a single duck parked perfectly in an open parking space. When I took out my phone to take a picture of this oddity, the duck actually became more erect, looking directly at the device! Looks like he’s found his spot in the parking lot and he ain’t afraid to show it! <3

Possibilities… Possibilities…

An argument between Jack Sparrow, Tony Stark, Sherlock Holmes, Sheldon Cooper & Gregory House?! A girl can only dream!!! <3

Never The Same Again

Sneezes are like little bombs. They blow up and disturb the air around them and even though things go back to normal…the air around it will never be the same…

I love this quote! Who knows? The ripples we cause by just existing may work similarly! <3

 

Solitude

Being an extraordinarily social creature, it is rare when I find myself alone. When I do, either I sigh with relief or shake with fear. Sometimes being alone can be beyond scary. What if I don’t like the company?

I remember reading, as a kid, that the devil speaks to the occupation-less. I took that pretty seriously. I don’t remember the last time that I just sat and let time pass without being occupied with something or another. I never tried to be still, worried about the evils I may find in my head.

Then I read an Autobiography of a Yogi. Swami Yoganada says that the way to becoming your true being is through breathing and letting things be. Being quiet with your thoughts.

@_@

Boy, the wise of the world are conflicted!

So..

Umm…

I guess I can start with walking alone as Mr. Mayer suggested and take it from there

<3

Anyone try bina…

Anyone try binaural beats? It’s such a weird experience but it really works! I tried the astral projection one and I could have sworn I almost felt it… or maybe I overdosed on omega 3′s or something… :/ If you’ve had an experience, I want to know!

21 Days

Tripped Out

It started with me crying about missing my parents. Next thing I knew, me and my roomy were on a road trip to north Cali. From busy LA to the quiet and serene house on a hill. From local restaurants to mom’s home-cooked food. It was three blissful days.

I come back to LA and left for Las Vegas the next morning, squeezing in time to plan and work. Vegas trip 1 was all about introducing a friend to the wonders of Vegas: night life, hotels, endless buffets, casinos and incredible architecture. I returned from Vegas wiped out. The static and heat of Vegas can do anyone in. But I didn’t have time to rest.

I had to shoot for two days. Chaos of artistic endeavor followed to favorable results. This was followed by a ten-hour good-bye to my bestie. She was going on vacation.

Las Vegas called again and I answered. I found myself driving there the day after my shoot ended with another set of visitors. Vegas trip 2 consisted of a 1000+ feet drop from the Stratosphere, awesome rides, the eau show, The Mac King show, insane sight seeing and a failed trip to a slot machine.

Then I came back to LA to welcome friends from NorCal. Disney, Universal, Hollywood, beaches, museums… The works… I think it’s safe to say that at this point, I have re-visited every tourist spot in my city for the nth time.

At this point, I believe my love-hate feelings for Vegas surpasses those of the Hangover guys.

At this point, I believe that you can have too much of a good thing. Especially Vegas.

At this point, I believe I can fly! [Sorry I couldn't resist...shout-out to R Kelly...;P]

But boy did I miss blogging beyond belief! It’s insane how writing what I think or feel has become such a large part of my routine and identity. So, I’m happy to be back!

P.S. Remember my survivor iPhone? Yea, the 200-feet fall finally registered. I didn’t bury it. My iPhone that lived and died a warrior’s death (right in time for my upgrade) will stay with me, a beacon of strength…

<3

The Way Home

No matter what, when you travel home, you somehow find your way…

The Greatest Story

It’s my parent’s anniversary today and it just made me think about the beauty of finding that other half that completes you for the better or worse. My parents have made it for over two decades and it’s a huge umbrella of hope against the the torrential rain of heartbreaks and weak relationships that flood LA (which, otherwise, is a very dry and sunny city ). If there is any lesson in their relationship, it’s that you must have a solid premise before you write your love story.

Their premise might have been: Staying together through thick & thin, through rich & poor, through ups & downs, through mental/ physical/ natural disasters, through distractions, through bad relations and scary in-laws, through terrible work schedules, through mood swings, through unpredictabilities, across seven seas & despite human weaknesses.

Not to mention, alongside two incredibly spirited children

I hope everyone can write a premise that allows them security when they need it most. It’s the best gift for a person I think: To never be alone.

Love you mom and dad! <3