People say I am crazy. Log mujhe pagal kehte hain. I am not kidding. They wonder why and how I could come home exhausted after a work day, and drape a saree for no reason here in USA and then actually feel happy doing so. They see me as "differently abled "!
There are times I would wonder too... what motivates me to do this? I am no biggie, no socialite, none with tonnes of followers virtual or real. I am just another person, a speck of dust in the huge universe.
Today I attended a training, it's called PeopleFuel. They talked about renewing energy.. oh no not the scientific kind. It's about renewing our energies - physical, emotional, mental and spiritual and how each of them play an important role in how you feel, perform, act or think. They also explained the importance of energy renewal when one of these resources is depleting.. including some simple and mindful tips like deep breath, good sleep, walk, hobby or passion. These can be 1, 5, 10 min renewal sessions.
When we started listing as a group what we would do for these sessions I immediately blurted "if I had ten mins, I usually drape a saree or actually cook a dish" that's truly my renewal. I mean it. Some did not know what a saree is so another Indian origin coworker explained. The group got interested.. and said things like.. "wow that's such a wonderful way of connecting to your roots",, "wow that's a passion to keep you grounded", "thats like meditation, deep thinking and memories you have around those sarees perhaps".
Atleast for once someone had something positive to say about.my craziness and actually all of it is true. My best moments of rejuvenation and energy renewal are when I am in saree and cooking in the kitchen.
So of course today after coming home here I am rejuvenating and renewing enegies!!. I am in saree and I made some masala chai for me and my tea-mate (baba!) Saree (is) and my cup of tea. Me, saree and my kitchen. My "space". I love this authentic ikat cotton handloom. I also love the work on this blouse back, so got them married today.
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