Author: Rhea

You are your own Promised Land. Your Own New frontier. I am a day delayed in posting this. I moved into my new home yesterday. And today on Janmashtami I write this. It a beautiful feeling – I feel in Integrity. Week4, saw us in extremes states, from euphoria to crazy business to grief. We had it all. Sometimes..”our way”. While on the one hand we had the sudden realization of the Beauty of how an “Artist is born” and how we go to such extent to unconsciously kill that process, there was also the realization of, ask and thou…

Answered prayers are scary. They imply responsibility. You asked for it. Now that you’ve got it, what are you going to do?’ This week we may be ‘dealing with unaccustomed bursts of energy and sharp peaks of anger, joy and grief’. This is all part of the process as we question our previously accepted limits and start to crack open the shell that’s keeping us creatively cramped. Growth is erratic, Julia reminded that it’s normal for it to look chaotic and feel uncomfortable, and to start experimenting with Solitude. We have started to “be ready” to start the call a…

“The quality of life is in proportion, always, to the capacity for delight. The capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention.” ― Julia Cameron, We entered week 2, a little braver, a little unsettled and shaken, going sane, while seeming insane..and with a huge dollop of  excitement over “Miracles” are real. Last entire week.. we have “MS” – Miracle Sighting and reporting.  Miracle in everyday stuff. Like finding an exact parking spot, getting an all paid stacation etc. What was nice was that there was excitement in sharing this, as well as pictures of artists dates, the joy of…

And so we are in Week1. Growing up, we have all been implicitly or explicitly ridiculed, dismissed, hurt, shamed, disheartened or downright forbidden by people in our lives whose opinion and approval mattered to us, to keep our “creative self” in check, minimised or starved. Ofcourse the well meaning advice is.. if you become an artist you will starve.) And slowly their voices of disapproval became our voice of disapproval inside our head. And so, NOT feeling safe, we slowly learnt to push, the creative self away..hide it.. dismiss it, critic it or shame it ourselves or worse – Ignore…

All too often, it is audacity and not talent that moves an artist to center stage.”― Julia Cameron Every single time, since I came across this book in my 20’s I have taken the Journey of 12 week..something Phenomenal has Shifted in My life. Towards the end of 2023, I started again (my 7th time), and a few friend came along, and suggested we do this together. We have been doing this on Sundays 8-9 am. for the last 9 months. We have now decided to do a Re-Boot and start the Journey at the same starting point, all over…

Rethinking Change: Embracing the Everyday over the Grandiose During a session with leaders, I asked, “What comes to your mind when you hear the word ‘Change’?” Predictably, responses ranged from “it’s the only constant,” to “it’s hard, scary, inevitable, outside comfort zone and inevitably. Someone always brings up the “Caterpillar to Butterfly” metaphor. This metaphor, while beautiful, hints at why change efforts are often frustrating. The metamorphosis of a caterpillar into a butterfly is not mere change—it is transformation. The Problem with Seeing Change as Transformation 1. Transformation is One-Sided and Linear Transformation implies a one-way, linear process—the butterfly doesn’t…

At what point. For most of us when we say our body, we mean our head. Its begun raining here in Mumbai, thank god, and one gets to see the lived proof of the above statement. A few days ago, on a walk, it started to rain heavily, I went and stood under a bus stop shelter. A man stood some distance away with an open umbrella, that barely stayed in one place, under the influence of the heavy winds. The man struggled to keep it upright. The rains were hitting him from all directions and he was.. well drenched.…

I find trees fascinating. My favourite J.R.R. Tokein’s epic, Lord of the rings, shows the Ents. The walking trees. Not just imagination. There are trees that walk. When who there are meant and designed to be, is no longer supported by their surroundings, and not enough sunlight reaches them, they decide to grow “new roots” that move in the direction of the sunlight. Socratea exorrhiza, tor simply the Walking palm is a palm native to rainforests in tropical Central and South America. Unlike other trees that have roots fully hidden underground, the walking palm has a higher root system that…

Create a waiting room Inside youThere is a wisdom in the just waiting and not waiting forIt’s unhurried, quiet, does not keep shaking its leg.Maybe its not time yet for the train to arrive, even though it has comeThe ground will let you know, as it stops rumbling.Pay attention to your feet.Maybe it’s not the to harvest, even though the pod is full of grainThe birds will let you know when the time when wait is over.Pay attention to their sounds of their flutter.Maybe it’s not time to say out loud,  put out the things that are bursting at the…

We had a conversation last evening, a couple of friends on the verge.The hope mingled with despair, Tears and empty hands moving.The palpable tension, and the not so quiet question,where do we go from here – Stay – leave?And right there, in this back and forth drama of a forced decision,showed up my friend– Uncertainty.She never waits for an invitation, this one.People often run away from her. With all kinds of excuses..Plan -hope-positivity-busy, to name a few.She is shy, fresh faced, no makeup  – Tentative.An orphaned child, that belongs to everyone.And yet full. Full of breath. Held.People like to save…