Sheba Remy Kharbanda

Creatrix | Visionary | Alchemist

Metaphysics Practice

13 Moons Project

Director

Installation - Five Rivers: A Portrait of Partition

Oral History - Vilayati Tarti/Foreign Land Project

Video

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Words

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Forthcoming

Meditations on Power XXXIV
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Moon phase: Waning Gibbous
Illumination: 86%
Constellation: Capricorn
Rulership: Saturn, also in Cappie, conjunct Pluto
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I was born under a waning gibbous Moon, over 6,300km from where my people hail.
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Last week’s Scorpio full Moon opened up the closet to my bloodline’s memories. We carry not just the DNA of our ancestors but their stories too and all the emotional baggage - good, bad and otherwise - that goes along with the same.
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When the going gets particularly tough, when the survival-based fear reaches peak levels (as I think it is for so many these days), I remember the story of my paternal grandfather dodging the uprisings, curfews, street fires, bullets, and general chaos that marred Calcutta in the times of Partition to collect monies owed to him so that my father and his siblings, displaced to Shimla from Peshawar in the NE Frontier Province and with little to their name, could eat and have a roof over their heads. My father, a brilliant storyteller and part of that last surviving “witness” generation, so poignantly narrates in these videos (which are from our Five Rivers video installation piece) my grandfather’s character and persona.
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My father’s father died not too long after the move from Peshawar, after all the money he’d risked his life to collect had been spent. We have only one photograph of him and the first time I saw it was in connection with making Five Rivers. Every time I see his image, I am awed by how my brother is basically his carbon copy.
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Said (Plutonian) brother is an amalgamation of these two men and my Papaji (mother’s father). Solid genes. 🙌🏾
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I share this to honour my bloodline, yes, but also as an invitation to remember the ground we’re standing on - literally and metaphorically speaking. As tough as these times we’re in seem, we’ve come a long way as a human collective. I remain steadfast in the belief that we have what it takes to evolve with even greater strength and consciousness than those who came before. Indeed, that is the only choice.
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One love.

I came to the park to prep for a couple of tutorials. I sat on the bench adjacent to long meadow that I stake claim to every time I‘m here and out of nowhere, began thinking about the vagus nerve.
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Google tells me:
The vagus nerve, from the Latin to wander, is a sensory nerve and the longest cranial nerve in the body, starting at the base of the brain and traveling all the way to the intestines. Aside from the biological functions it serves (which are many), it serves evolutionary ones, too. It is a serve that can be toned and exercised to
Balance the nervous system
Balance the heart and brain
Develop compassion, telepathy, and empathy
Develop intuition
Develop our connection with others and the world
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Pranayama such as alternate nostril breathing and deep breathing exercises, meditation, gently stretching the neck, connecting with nature, eating well, resting well, staying in states of gratitude, and smiling often and widely all help tone the vagus nerve.
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When we meet people, it is our Vagus Nerves that registers the connection and reads the energy of that person. You can affect the energy around you by creating a frequency of joy with your facial expressions. And, according to Sachin Patel of the Living Proof Institute (from where I’m borrowing the bulk of this info), When we meet people, it is our Vagus Nerves that registers the connection and reads the energy of that person. You can affect the energy around you by creating a frequency of joy with your facial expressions.
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May we all find reason and purpose to smile more often and to do the work to help each other do the same. It seems like it might be good for the planet.
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One love

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I have reignited a chanting practice.
108 x Om
108 x Om Namah Shivaya
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Midway yesterday, I found myself back in Beitou, on Day #1 in Taiwan. It was raining and I didn’t have an umbrella. I’m trying to take a walk without getting too wet, I find myself here. This is not the first return to these memories. I think Taiwan is still in my blood (which is 92% water btw). So I come back here often.

©2018 Sheba Remy Kharbanda