Stay updated with the latest - Click here to follow us on Instagram
Meditating and chanting have gone from being hippie,to completely mainstream
I happened to watch parts of the film Eat Pray Love online,based on Elizabeth Gilberts stupendously successful memoir of self discovery after divorce. Julia Roberts is luminous and delicate,despite her weird Indian wardrobe and Javier Bardem is charmingly disheveled though miscast as a loser,because its hard to imagine women leaving him. I enjoyed the book and I cant wait to watch it properly,on a big screen a few weeks from now.
After Gilberts account of Bali in her memoir,the island has seen a revolution of sorts,and its become a sought after destination for people looking to redevelop their spirituality. There are Eat Pray Love tours and Trip Advisor is full of reviews for yoga and meditation lessons and packages where you can learn to go inside yourself like Gilbert did. Unfortunately,Gilberts large section devoted to learning to pray in India hasnt really paid off for tourism here the way it has for Bali ; there are very few hits for the ashram in the South where she allegedly experienced enlightenment. It would require a more imaginative and quicker-witted bureaucrat than what we have to capitalise on the India section of this book: the potential is huge,considering the book has sold more than 7 million copies.
Having said that,Im surprised there are not more enquiries for the Indian ashrams because everywhere I look these days I find friends and family enveloped by spiritual fervour and on a determined quest to find inner tranquillity. Its even rampant among those whove not had significant life changing episodes like illness,divorce or death. Recently,I was a little startled when a close friend invited me to Vaishno Devi,a destination for devout Hindus. After politely declining,I asked her why she was going. This is a successful and happy girl whos not used to physical hardships and is more inclined to take a resort holiday than go on an arduous journey. I gently reminded her of the four-hour climb under a blazing sun before you reach the shrine. She was unperturbed,saying shes decided to take one religious trip a year. Last year was Shirdi,and next year will be the Golden Temple . I instantly agreed to the Amritsar trip,since Ive always wanted to go to the Wagah border. Besides Amritsar has developed into a hot new destination for world class spas,I told her.
A single friend of mine has recently enrolled in an Art of Living course. Another has turned vegetarian and quit the gym to start yoga. Yet another is a huge practitioner of chanting,where members of a Buddhist group meet twice a month to chant and try to surmount their problems together,as a group. Shes been trying to convince me to give it a go but I cant imagine anything more mortifying than sharing my issues with a bunch of random strangers.
However,all these techniques must clearly work or so many people wouldnt be followers of Sri Sri Ravi Shankar and Baba Ramdev. The sheer magnitude of people involved suggests theyre doing something right. Or possibly whats changed is our own opinions. Even though as a nation we have a legacy of seeking the truth,its only recently that meditating and chanting have gone so mainstream. Even a decade ago,if you told people you were part of this chanting network or group therapy it would have been a little freaky. Now if youre not doing anything for your inner self,you might just be in a minority. The path to peace is convoluted indeed.
Stay updated with the latest - Click here to follow us on Instagram