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True to the name 'Shivam' - consciousness, mindfulness, - we strive to make our items by re-using our existing resources, and natural, organic materials.

Our yoga mat bags are handmade using upcycled, vintage fabrics, while the aromatherapy eye pillows are filled with the healing goodness of organic lavender buds and organic flax seeds. 

We hope to extend and share the journey of these goods as they make their way around the world. From our house to yours.

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Welcome to my blog at Shivam Creations.

Shivam means mindfulness in Sanskrit; this space is about trying to lead a mindful life and the elements that go with it: yoga, healthy living, nature, and the creative forces within each of us.

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Celebrating Our Strength

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To all the women around the world who inspire me
To those who fight all odds to get an education
To those who challenge stereotype and bias
To those who stay at home to nurture loved ones
To those who fight corporate battles and injustice
To those who walk miles to fetch food and water
To those who shield the innocent from horrors of the world
To those who suffer in silence
To those who bring joy to all
Happy Womens Day 

xo,Shiv

 

 

Photos by Jessica To'oto'o ; Loren Joseph ; Huyen NguyenAlex LambleyNick ArnotAntonio FranciscoImat Bagja GumilarRen QingTao on  Unsplash

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Of Old Rituals and New Relationships

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Finally! As promised, I bring to you the grandest, fun-fest of all times, an Indian wedding!!  
And this one is even more special for my family because it was the last of my siblings, the 'baby sister' whose time had come to leave the nest. Part fun, part bitter-sweet, part nostalgic, nothing else can make you feel more entrenched in your culture. You are surrounded by all the elements that make up your roots: traditions, customs, deities, and not to mention three generations of your family members!

The 'Haldi snaan' (giving a turmeric scrub) before the wedding, the Kanyadaan (giving away of the bride), tying the knot, the Saat Pheras (seven vows/rounds in front of the sacred fire), and finally the bidaai (bride bidding farewell to her family), all of these customs have been part of the Hindu wedding ceremony for thousands of years.

Some I appreciate, some are simply beyond my understanding. Unfortunately, a lot of them might even fade away as the younger generation, including us, does not follow all of them. But what I do know is this: each generation, each family, will adopt, and adapt to, their own set of rituals. As my sister and brother-in-law seal their relationship, I am sure they will create their own set of rituals to live by. And that is the most important thing we can pass down to our kin. 

 

 

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10,000 Tulips

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What a joy it is to be surrounded by these beauties of spring! We couldn't get enough of it! No matter how tired and cranky the three of us were during the drive, we forgot everything once we set our sights on the pops of color at the Cheekwood Botanical Gardens. For a noisy threesome, we actually walked in silence as we moved along the path that lay between the thousands and thousands of tulips. Hopefully you can take time to find, and enjoy, whatever natural beauty is blossoming in your community right now. Nature can truly astound anyone. Enough said.

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Colors, colors and more colors....

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When I was younger and still living in India, I always heard visitors from abroad talk about how 'colorful' everything seemed in India. Such a statement didn't make much sense to me at that point, but after having lived abroad for more than a decade now, I can see, and appreciate, that sentiment. From the minute you land in India, your eyes are hit by all kinds of hues and colors, and suddenly everything feels so alive and active. Add an Indian wedding to the mix, and you are in rainbow heaven! My recent trip back home last month gave me the privilege to not only soak in the colors and extravaganza of an Indian wedding, but also bear witness to the most colorful of Indian festivals, Holi, that celebrates the arrival of spring. People apply special colors meant for this 'Festival of Colors', specifically 'gulal' or 'rose pink', on each others faces. Of course, the color palette can extend to include reds, yellows, purples, and sometimes even black!

As a kid, playing Holi meant preparing water-filled balloons the previous night, and using them the next morning to throw (read attack) on your friends and neighbors. This was the day you were best friends with your otherwise annoying siblings, as you ganged up on other families around you. It was in fun, of course! The more cautious folks used a water pistol, or 'pitchkari', to spray the others. First the kids would gang up against each other, then when the parents would trickle down later in the day, the kids would gang up against the adults. It was fun to see the typically solemn looking neighborhood 'uncles and aunties' chill out and have fun. Back then, most fathers would not be as playful around their children, and it was a rare treat for us to see our dad being 'fun'.

Unfortunately, as the years went by, so did our interest in the festival. I stopped playing Holi more than 10 years ago, and wasn't excited about it despite the fact that I was in India during this festival. But I didn't account for the excitement of my four-year old, who has never seen something like this in his life! He was hooked to the window sill of my childhood room, watching the kids in my old neighborhood toss color and spray water on each other below. He kept begging me to take him down. I picked up my camera as a shield against potential 'attackers' and took my Arjun down to the playground of color and joy. Arjun didn't have colors or water balloons, but within seconds, one of the girls gave her water pistol to him, and some of the kids carefully applied some color on his cheeks. I thought he might feel shy and run away, but instead, Arjun started squirting the pistol, with disastrous efforts, of course, and followed the kids around for a bit. He was immediately taken in, and watching his innocent, childlike excitement, along with the sounds of laughter around, I was warming up to the atmosphere around me. Where else would I get to see so much 'joie de vivre' on display!! I was completely reminded of my fun times as a kid, and even tried to be a 'fun' adult myself by applying some color on Arjun :)

Hopefully, I can find a way for us to enjoy Holi next year here in the US, because it's definitely one of the fun ways my son can connect to his roots and culture. And hopefully, it will also give him a chance to watch his parents being more fun!

Coming up next.....An Extravagant Indian Wedding....stay tuned.


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