Dr. Robert Svoboda

August 29, 2004
I have known Raya & Heidel Bethel since they were an adorable six-year-old pair of twins. They are now each 30, and if it were possible even more beautiful, intelligent and talented than before. Currently they are in the internal adornment business: they paint murals and otherwise beautify interiors. Should your home, office, or other building be in need of decoration, particularly if you happen to live in the Greater Seattle area, please contact them! Otherwise just take a look at what they do, at www.paradisestudiosart.com.

My Seattle visit this August included as usual a seminar at Bastyr University, after which I proceeded to Sonoma, and another set of beautiful women, including Bette Timm, Sarada Von Sonn, Dr. Carmen Frigerio, and a pair that though not twins are honorary sisters: Bette Timm's daughter Marijanna Schurtz, and Bette's "second" daughter India Gomez. I arrived just in time to wish Marijanna "bon voyage" on her departure for college - an exciting time for her, and an emotional time for her mother, as the nest empties. As India is also considering a move, Bette is threatening to fly the coop as well!

From Sonoma to Berkeley, and a night with Scott Blossom, Chandra Easton, & their gorgeous daughter Tara (whose delightful princess costume was already ready for All Hallows Eve), then on with that family and Dr. Carmen to Esalen, on my first visit to that renowned retreat center, courtesy of Shiva Rea & James Bailey & their delightful young son Jai. I found Esalen to be pretty much all it was cracked up to be; my vote for best feature goes to the hot pools, which sit on a craggy cliff face above pounding surf. A 2 a.m. bath there, with no one but the sky, the stars, the waves, the rocks, and the steam for company, immediately inspired me to contemplate a return visit!

Aug 15, 2004
The first half of August took me to Canada, first to the Maritimes and thereafter to Quebec, where Rose Baudin & I spent a very enjoyable (perhaps less enjoyable when cold rain was falling) week at the Sivananda Ashram Yoga Camp (673, 8th Avenue, Val Morin, Quebec, J0T 2R0, CANADA; phone (819) 322-3226; www.sivananda.org). Nestled in the bosom of the beautiful Laurentian mountains, the ashram boasts among its many noteworthy features the airplane (a Beechcraft Baron, if memory serves correctly) that Swami Vishnudevananda once piloted into various sites of conflict around the world, trying to promote peace. A long and winding flight of steps takes one from the ashram proper to the hill above it, on which is perched a temple of Murugan, a.k.a. Kartikkeya, Skandha, Kumara, Subrahmanya, Shanmukha, Arumugham, and Velan - the elder son of Siva and Parvati, representative of Mars on Earth, generalissimo of the gods in their eternal fight against the demons. With a peacock for a vehicle, a spear for a weapon, and high places as his natural abodes, Murugan is as darling to the residents of Tamil lands as Ganesha is dear to Maharashtrians.

This ashram temple has become beloved of Tamils (mostly of the Sri Lankan variety) from all over Quebec, and other parts of Canada, many of whom make a pilgrimage there each July for the Murugan festival that is held in Val Morin at the same time that it is held in Kataragama, the once-remote shrine in Sri Lanka's southeast that is sacred to Hindus, Buddhists and Muslims alike (see http://www.Kataragama.org/). 25,000 people made the trek to Quebec's version of Kataragama this year, many carrying kavadis, the lavishly decorated heavy wooden towers that are hallmarks of Murugan's worship. Some also, following hoary tradition, inserted hooks into the skin of their backs, and skewers through their cheeks, and such. Having once witnessed such an event (in Malaysia), I am sure that this one was truly a sight to see.

The weather in Quebec tending toward the cool, even in August (the province's motto being, "Mon pays, ce n'est pas un pays, c'est l'hiver" - "My country is not really a country; it is winter"), we made good use of the ashram's centrally located sauna, which gets well stoked each morning. One sunny afternoon we made an excursion to the nearby ski area of Mont Tremblant, now rendered slightly surreal by a developer who seems to have based the design for his township on the Epcot Center. The views from the top remain superlative.

After a brief return visit to Texas, where Miss Roshni Panday was visiting, I headed toward a fortnight on the West Coast, in preparation for Australia ...

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