Thursday, January 25, 2007

Seaside snowball of creativity

In what feels like a blink of the eye, I have spent two and a half weeks in Arambol.
Yet in this blip in my journey I dove deep and found exactly what I needed.
...


Many many people are drawn to the beaches, sunshine, relaxation and people of this touristy beach town of Arambol in Goa, India. Even more than that brief list that attracts is the feel of a special and calming energy.

If you’re like 50% of the visitors to Arambol it is likely you will walk away from a 1-2 week experience with a generic "relaxing, funky and fun beach town" description. But if you are able to go deeper here, you will gain much more understanding as to why.

Arambol is a crossroads and gathering space for artists, musicians and various creative outlets. Sure, during my past visits I noticed the regular availability of live music. But it wasn’t until this visit, when I made it a goal to go deeper and discover the source of this amazing energy.


I hit the jackpot when I decided to get a room in the Piya Guesthouse vicinity, an area that upon first glance seems an unlikely place to be a popular gathering spot for long term visitors. All I knew when I arrived was that the Arkan Restaurant at Piya’s was a festive place to meet other travelers who also prefer to avoid the places found in every printed travel guide.

But little by little, as I passed my time relaxing in Arkan’s garden I discovered that each one of us sitting around a table has our own special passions and talents.

and we are all choosing to live them.


The first few days at Arkan I admired the evolution of a coconut shell found on the beach as it turned into an intricately carved bowl adorned with tiny shells and gemstones at the hands of a new found friend. Then another moment I perused the collection of travel photos from another...as I sat swaying in a hammock moving to the beats of yet another creative soul mixing live beats from his laptop.






Slowly slowly

until i really opened my eyes and realized
wait a minute!

everything around me is one of two things:
1) beauty in the nature and 2) beauty in the creation.



I was completely surrounded and affected by this surge of creativity and expression.
The range of talent is varied but one thing is consistent: each person has chosen to pursue a passion by eliminating the fear of defeat or egotistical expectation of the outcome.
A gathering of pure expression for the sake of the joy of creation and experimentalism.


And it’s a really catchy situation!

To see one woman’s new tattoo creation
or to stroll along the beach past intricately magnificent sand castles
or a dull canvas of an ordinary chai mat brought to life by paints, imagination and the willingness to just try...
and unlike the occasional abdominal sickness one tends to get while in India, this is one bug that’s worth catching!


While in Arambol I wanted to track down at least two designers/artists of whom I plan to sell their work. The first were the two Israeli seamstresses who brought me to their house in an even more off-the-beaten-path neighborhood than my own. It was at this point that I realized Arambol has an international community of residents! These are people who are not just visiting Goa for a month or two out of the year, but have completely changed their lives for the purpose of creating the art that resonates with them: their calling.

Yael and Nath, for example, were once in the high tech web design industry in Israel. Now they reside in Arambol creating their own "global" fashions comprising simplicity and sexiness.

It’s a very nice combination, indeed.

Another duo I ultimately had to track down before departing from Goa are the creators of these GORGEOUS lamps! These lightweight, atmospheric lamps have the flexibility to take any shape or size depending on how they are assembled. The glowing orbs can be found bringing ambiance and light to the more chic hangouts along the beaches of Arambol.


It has been such a treat meeting all the folks who are putting together the amazing items I've come across so far in India. When sitting down to discuss acquiring the lamps, for example, Simona and I found after two hours of talking we only used 15 to discuss business. The other 1 3/4 hours were spent sharing stories from our lives and swapping philosophical recommendations, such as Simona’s suggestion of books by author Louise Hay.


Aside from the art community in Arambol, I was able to begin to delve into interpersonal friendships that always develop along my journeys. I’ll swap those Anjuna dance floors any day for the conversations and laughter found around the tables of Arkan.
Finding myself surrounded by Barcelonians, Irish, English, Brazilians, Germans, Swiss, Italians, French...and me, the only American.


I had been feeling awkward when I arrived to Arambol since I had just spent two weeks in India already without having developed a network of friends yet.
The lovely people who gather at Arkan not only welcomed me, but they encouraged me...
with each of my attempts to open up more I was rewarded with deeper friendships.


And it is these friendships that made it incredibly difficult for me to peel away today from the vortex of Arambol after 2 1/2 weeks.
sigh.

For the first time while traveling I made very little effort to collect email addresses from newly found friends.
I know I'll see most of them again


...next year
...next month
...next week


our paths may cross
and will occur when ready


many beautiful photos here:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/meredith415/sets/72157594478230092/

Monday, January 08, 2007

A Message from the Runic gemstones


The energy that had been building the week leading up to New Year’s Eve hit its peak in a huge way on the 31st.
I wandered out on to the beach to get some sun and chill out before the big night ahead. Moments after setting foot in the sand I saw an Indian man getting beaten by a mob of angry locals with large heavy sticks. I couldn’t believe it. It was completely brutal, so much so that I almost wanted to laugh out of confusion of how to react. There was even a tiny woman in a colorful sari who was actually striking some of the hardest blows. Ultimately the man ran with blood streaming from his head as about 100 onlookers watched.



Things were getting crazy in Anjuna, Goa.


It’s this way every year. Filled to the gills with every kind of tourist (well-to-do Indians on their New Year holiday, vacationers, families, backpackers, old skool hippies and last but not least, the ravers)... Anjuna has more intensity and energy than it knows what to do with.



The craziness begins early, as with this year and the article put out by the Jerusalem Post on December 14:



Rumors like this have circulated before the big day for years so I didn’t let this get me too worried. However, Anjuna is a scene which is normally dominated by Israelis and their absence is noticeable.


The most noticeable type of traveler here are the ravers, many of which travel to India, specifically Goa, and never venture onwards, outside of this bubble called Goa…which is in no way a representation of REAL India.

Sure it is fun and relaxing and I always begin my trips here, but the primary influence in Goa is the melting pot of all the countries represented. The visitors here outnumber the locals… which I believe gives people, who may otherwise feel intimidated by being a noticeable outsider, more comfort in being in such a foreign land. For me, I find starting my trip here to be a nice easing in for the stimulation of this amazing country that is still yet to come.


So…New Years Eve…
Wow.
Every person here was buzzing with an addictive anticipated excitement of the crazy celebration that lay ahead. THE NYE party takes place at Hilltop in Vagator. It is my favorite venue which hosts an outdoor clearing in a cluster of Palm trees. The best Psy-trance DJs from around the world play electronic music nonstop starting at sunset on the 31st and finishing at midnight the next day…
30 hours later.
Psy-trance in Goa is the kind of music that I have a difficult time sitting still and not dancing. What I find strange is that I’m not into this music genre at all when I’m back in the USA.
…and after my several hours of contemplating why, as I danced at Hilltop, I realized that it is this melting pot of people coming together from all over the world dancing that is just so damned cool.



Speaking of cool…
After the intensity of the New Year settled down a bit, I faced the music again, but this time with Shambu, the man I rented my scooter from. I didn’t want to have my bike wreck on my conscience by not coming clean with him, and the rattling of broken parts while I drove was a constant reminder anyway.


So 500 rupees and a half day later, voila! I was back on the streets, zipping around Anjuna with the ferocity of a geriatric person in a motorized wheelchair. Yeah, I was still gun-shy.



But after a few days passed I couldn’t get the bike started and Shambu wouldn’t help me, so I’m accepting this as a nice opportunity to get some exercise by walking, not to mention getting acquainted with every motor bike taxi man in town.


This cramps my image here a little bit as there is very much a SCENE in the Anjuna tri-plex:
Everybody speeding around on their scooters
Lots of dreadlocks
Lots of tattoos
Lots of tribal piercings
And the best of all…
Some verrrry fun fashions!


There are various themes in the styles and the ones I like best are the utilitarian look that has multiple pockets, zippers and functions. For example, a skirt that unzips and becomes a hip belt with pockets.
The other style I love here is the elfin/faery look. It goes well with the travelers who appear as if they’ve been wandering for years away from home.


I’ve had an incredible time making connections with several designers coming from all over the world. To bring back clothes from Goa, which are actually produced by a European designer, is right in line with the international scene here.


There are two markets, one during the day and one at night. They both have a different feel and sophistications but both are worth a trip even if you don’t plan to shop but prefer to people watch and see live entertainment.


When I visited the night market for the first time in 2001, I met an Englishman who creates the most fun, beautiful and mystical pendant and gem items. His work is what first inspired me to dream of importing items from India. I’m really excited to reconnect with him and be able to share his creations!
My favorite of his are the set of Runic gems. Each gem has a Rune symbol on it.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Rune




With the aid of a Runic Alphabet chart I was able to create and read a message for myself in the Runes. Without looking, I pulled three gems out of a pile and placed them face down in a row.


The one on the right represents my "situation". My gem was a turquoise which is the gem for "travel".


The middle gem represents a suggested action in this situation and mine was quartz crystal. This gem embodies "the self".


The leftmost gem is the outcome of this action in the situation and mine was a rose quartz,
which represents love.


This was an interesting message for me beacuase I had felt, thus far, that I had been too much following the outward intensity and not honoring myself in what I want to do. I often got caught up in the anxious "where’s the party?" frenzy that exists here.


My interpretation of the Runic message is that in my tavels I need to maintain MY path while being open to partnerships…with an end result of Love.


Well…hey…I better get crackin on this one because I’ve been feeling very shy and unable to connect with folks. But…what’s new??

Feeling disconnected is not a new scenario for me but in realizing what action I need to take I can make more of an effort even if unfamiliar, awkward or scary for me.


So, thank you Runic gems.
I now maintain my path’s direction
and am open to partnerships and friendships as they are available.


LOVE !

I'm making a move to Arambol today...in search of a more "chill" scene and connecting with more designers who live here.