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~mudhu~

Oh, the summer night Has a smile of light And she sits on a sapphire throne.

About Me

One can usually find me in the kitchen or dancing in the living room... But, most likely I'll be that tailgater driving behind you chanting rounds and singing bhajans like a crazypants ...

My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is:
Milady the Right Reverend Madhu the Malleable of Happy Bottomshire
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~~~~~~It Is Born~ Pablo Neruda~~~~~~Here, I came to the boundries where nothing needs to be said, everything is learned with weather and ocean, and the moon returned..... with its lines silvered..... and each time the shadow was broken.... by the crash of a wave..... and each day on the balcony of the sea..... wings open, fire is born..... and everything continues blue as the morning. Latcho Drom ~ a beautiful musical journey following the gyspy migration from India to Egypt over to Turkey, Romania, Hungary, Slovakia, France and Spain...
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My Interests

dance, music, reading, japa walks, travel, suprises, India, cooking, creating, hooping, love, tea, spices, poetry, dark chocolate, *wobbles*, exploration, nature, silliness, chinese medicine, spoken word, art in all forms, love.love.love.

I'd like to meet:

devotees~dancers~diggers & castle builders.......

Music:

Anything with SOOOUUULLL .... bhajans ~ ALWAYS!!! seeee my plaaaayyyylist..

Movies:

YES! Everything from ~ Gilda to Turning Point, Belle de Jour to Before Night Falls, Born Free to Drop Dead Fred, I am Cuba to Room With a View, Born into Brothels to Latcho Drom, Resevoir Dogs to any good movie!!! + most films from Almodovar, Kubrick, Godard, The Coen Brothers, Jim Jarmusch, and Jim Henson

Books:

Devotional books ~ especially The Jaiva Dharma ... also, all stories by Cuelho, Marquez, Morrison, Dostoevsky, Tolstoy, Sedaris, Anais Nin and Henry Miller, ~ as well as ~ Brief Encounters with Che Guevara, The Little Star of Bela Lua, Lakota Woman, Bobos in Paradise, Lolita, and Buffalo Woman Comes Singing.... ~ AND... my FAVORITE poets ~ Paz, Neruda, Lorca, Whitman, Thoreau, Ginsberg, Li-Young Lee, Rumi, and T.S. Eliot...

Heroes:

My TRUE hero ~ my beloved Gurudeva ~ Srila Bhaktivedanta Narayana Maharaja ~ all the pure devotees who have given us immeasurable mercy ~ and everyone else in this world who renders service in the name of love ~ lastly ~ My father, who lived every moment with uncanny passion and fervor ~ who made entire dinners at 3:00am., enlightened me on everything from Buddhism to Baryshnikov and who wrote in all my history papers a small but strong argument explaining how Rome was built on the backs of Greek slaves ~ R.I.P ~... ~ My mother, whose strength and sacrifice was so profound we called her "the battleship" I couldn't have asked for a more loving and devoted mother, because of her I have deep deep gratitude ~ My brother, the only one who salsa dances with me in the living room with EQUAL enthusiasm and who astounds me continually with his quest for justice, human rights, and good jazz at roscoe's chicken & waffles ~ My friends, who are the sweetest and most beautiful people I know ~ and finally Balaram, my biggest hero ~ who opened a door to my heart and my spirit ~ i could write a chapter on that one...!!!!

My Blog

when i first met my guru

    I flew to India three and half months after becoming a devotee to meet a personality I had heard so much about.  His name... Bhakti Vedanta Narayan Maharaj.  I remember th...
Posted by ~mudhu~ on Sun, 16 Apr 2006 02:58:00 PST

jack of all trades

Everyone know's I have a natural affinity for every odd job out there.  List it, and I'm sure I've done it...even if just for a week (which is the usual time span for those things).  I guess...
Posted by ~mudhu~ on Sat, 11 Mar 2006 08:59:00 PST

a moment of seperation (how few there are)

Balarama has the most beautiful dieties and the cutest Giriraj I 've ever seen.  When we had the same work/school schedule or lack there of,  I would see them everyday.  Now I only see ...
Posted by ~mudhu~ on Fri, 17 Feb 2006 02:50:00 PST

an excerpt from my book (still under construction)

     The next day I was on a twenty six hour flight.  Exhausted and weak,  I stepped off the plane into Mexico City and immediately covered my nose.  A perfume of sm...
Posted by ~mudhu~ on Wed, 18 Jan 2006 07:59:00 PST