MAJA, the Girl From the Nile, "FROM THE NILE", bellydancer, American Tribal, Fat Chance Belly Dance, Egypt, goddess, sacred, India, Cairo, gypsy, tribal, belly dance, middle eastern dance, dance orientale

I just arrived with my Caravan to Egypt 2005 with the nicest fun group, and jumped into another plane to Mother INDIA for my adventure vacation, energizing, healing journey.

With DANEESH, my super power driver, we drove into the heart of RAJISTHAN ..Into the heart of the desert, to ancient times, to the roots of the folklore, the authentic... Exotic and magical. Land of legends and myths --

It’s a challenging adventure to drive on these amazing roads,

to experience the hours, days, kilometers of life time most

astonishing mystery of the Thar desert, the pink Jaipur, the blue

Jodhpur,the honey colored Jaiselmar, the white and so much green of

Udaipur and the most hospitable and spiritual people.

All those names sing into my heart and open up to memories that

we want to reach ….so we drink of these images. It impregnates the

soul, the spirit, fills up the eyes.

DANEESH , MY DRIVER IN THE THAR DESERT

Mother India gave us so much …is the OM, the shiva – shakti,

the krishna, the yoga, and guru, the rituals, the incense, the bazaars,

the camels, elephants, the goddess cow …the women in their sarees and

jewelry, the breath of ancient lands, the dance and movements,

the delight of the cithara and the precision of the thousands mudras….

all these names resonates in our pores, and our spirituality grew up with

them..

Rajastan and their folklore, and the vision of their women in gypsy

flowers dresses, covered in veils and the colors are so bright, so bright

that it makes my heart dance, the light of the mirrors in their cholis

shining in the sun, their jewelry tingling ,

carrying jars of water, their children…. or guarding their sheep.

THEY move together in tribes like a dance. It s a vision of

Beauty and will stay in my heart and in my movements……

like an example of strength and endurance.

They are the Real keepers of the soul of India.

INDIA is the impact of the visual, the colors, the

hospitality of its people…..their kindness, their turbans & their

beautiful looks..The Bazaars oh my god, oh my god,

oh my god…The camel carts and the streets jam packed w/ cars..

Bicycles… pigs…

rickshaws… cows… sheep s…and their food touch all the senses.

Thousands of pilgrims in colorful clothes going to the

Ram Devra Temple…….largest holly festival gathering in Rajasthan

Very moving to see them waving,.

chanting and determined, walking days of distance to pay homage to their gods.

I experienced …

AGRA –… the majesty and the beauty of the Love

Story of the Taj Mahal and the transparency

of the marble

JAIPUR for the 3^rd time…..the best shopping ever –

and a voluptuous ride by elephant to visit the city palace –

PUSHKAR so white ….surrounds a holly lake

which is said to have appeared when Brahma

dropped a Lotus flower. Such a friendly, laid

back, looks and feel like a 1960’s hippie -

flower power- I LOVE YOU village.. .

The fort hotel in KHIMSAR. Owned by the

original descendents of the maharajas. I felt

a real Maharana, in this ancient Palace, surrounded

by …the song of thousands of birds/. A dream

dinner on the terrace, watching a folklore dance

and music, in the company of the descendants of

the Maharaja.

JAISELMAR surrounded by a Fort, unwinding

narrow streets and hand made mirror

patchwork embroidery everywhere. The mystery

of the Thar Desert and the Dunes, untouchable,

invaded by thousand of tourists to ride camels

and trek on the Dunes.

JODHPUR, stayed at the Ajit Bhawan, the first

Heritage Hotel of India, an oasis of warm hospitality and so much

charm. …I had the best Omelet at the most famous Omelet Shop at

the Clock Tower Bazaar…the houses are all

painted in blue …so magical

UDAIPUR……so green, surrounded by mountains…

this magical lake in the middle of the city...

the most amazing LAKE PALACE in the center

of the Lake…..where I indulged myself with an unforgettable

dinner and

Rajistani folklore show.

I am leaving India with the sadness of VARANASI

in my heart. It’s an attempt against universal

health. Holly shit. We only felt dismay and

horror

of so much dirt, filth and abandon.

The shame of human being to live on those conditions.

I wish it was

different. …….The best was my visit to the Durga temple. …

so beautiful

I love INDIA with all my heart……I will go back next year…

.Come and join Maja next year……in this incredible experience of a life

time…..let s feel like a Maharani!....

. Maja "the Girl from the Nile"

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Maja
"the Girl from the Nile"