Of Physics, of Shiva, of Energy..

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#SS 18/2021

#88

Shivarathri.
Forty plus years ago, on this night, Dad had surgery and was diagnosed with stomach cancer. He left us a year later.
On this day, my maternal grandmother left us.
And so did our office caretaker, who called me during the middle of the night, and the call got cut off. Rushed to the office with my husband to see him collapsed on the floor.
Death.
Inevitable.
At that time, the heart aches, so badly, that one wonders if it’ll ever be right again.
Surprisingly Time heals.
And the mind is a funny thing, resilient and quite self centred. It wants to remain untouched, unblemished.
And so it erases the bad
And reinforces the good.
So one only remembers good times.

On a day such as this,
I remember, a hint of that sadness, helplessness,
But it’s fleeting.
And is replaced by a wave of great memories.

But a day such as this is also for
Being,
Still,
And Becoming.

Destroying the old.
Creating. Recreating anew.
Akin to Shiva’s Cosmic Dance.

I am reminded of an article I’d read in the Reader’s Digest, a hungry child, devouring any book, magazine, I could get my hands on then.

An article on Fritjof Capra’s epiphany that caused him to write The Tao of Physics.
“In the Summer of 1969…one late afternoon, I was sitting by the ocean (in California)…when I suddenly became aware of my whole environment as being engaged in a gigantic cosmic dance. As a physicist, I knew that the sand, rocks, water, and air around me were made of vibrating molecules and atoms, and that these consisted of particles that interacted with one another by creating and destroying other particles…but until that moment I had only experienced it through diagrams and mathematical theories…I “saw” the atoms of the elements and those of my body participating in this cosmic dance of energy. I felt its rhythm and I “heard” its sound; and at that moment I knew that this was the Dance of Shiva”.

Shivarathri.
A day when we engage in charging ourselves, our energy fields, so that we too participate in the Cosmic Dance of Energy, the Dance of Shiva.

Draped an orange cotton saree with a black and gold border and pallu. And with the usual unmatched brown, gold, orange checked cotton blouse.
Gifted by my aunt, 25 years ago, an aunt with a radiant personality, more about her another day.
For a class.
Practising krithis.
To energise myself, and my surroundings..