Some highlights

So many changes are starting to happen at the ashram. For starters, I should explain another clarification. When we first started the store in Assi Ghat, the name of the store was Mothers and Children of Ganga Ma. We are still using "Ganga Ma" as a staple because it represents the holy purity of the Ganges River that is so culturally relevant in Benares, but the name of the whole project on cosmicommunity.org and the ashram itself is Sons of Light. I'll often use "SOL" for convenience.

This is the front of the school. Obviously the Hindi on the left side translates to "Ganga Ma / Sons of Light Ashram." And on the right side its a bit hard to make out, but inside the sun it says "Ganga Ma."

At SOL, our daily routine is really starting to take shape. It does change every day a little bit based on everything imaginable including weather, supplies, amount of people showing up, attitudes, behavior and so forth. We have learned to just go with the flow and do our best.

This week has seen its share of some drama; both good and bad.

For starters, Jesu's birthday was on the 4th, and we came to the ashram armed with a cake, balloons and a party hat. We sang happy birthday and then Nagina (who is a beautiful singer in addition to being a painter and book designer) sang some Indian songs. Unfortunately I don't have a video, but you can enjoy an awkward snapshot of him in mid song.

Here's Nagina, and next to him is the lovely Sapna.

Everyone loves balloons!

The kids were super happy to play with the balloons and it sounded like the expected war zone with all the popping. Sorry for my poofy hair blocking the rest of the party in the photo.

And about the store!

First off I want to introduce a very important mother we have the privilege of working with.

This incredible young woman is Samundari, otherwise affectionally known as "Deva Mommy." To be honest I'm not even entirely sure how this name really came about. Obviously we all know she is the mother of a boy in the ashram named Deva, and everyone just started calling her Deva Mommy. With the repeated use of the nickname, no one could remember her real name. It got a few laughs for a while, and even yesterday at the ashram I had to ask her again what her real name was because I only know her as "devamommy." No one fights it anymore ;)

Devamommy is also the mother of Gotum who was pictured last time with the cute side part after his bath, and the wife of Babaji.

This is Devamommy and Babaji pictured with Deva in the middle. I should also mention that they are the parents of 4 other kids in addition to Deva and Gotum!

Last year on the ghats, Devamommy was a little late to the group. She had a tendency to drop in sporadically, and I personally didn't really get to know her so much at that time.

When I came back to Benares after being gone for a couple of months in that same year, I saw that Devamommy and Babaji had joined the group with force, and they had quickly become one of the most prominent families in the short time I was away. Devamommy learned how to crochet very quickly, and she immediately took off with the skill and made it her own. Her progress from last year to what she is making currently is so astounding its actually comical.

This is one of her beginner bags. I'm not completely sure exactly when she made it but...

...who has time to care when THIS is what she makes now. HOT DANG!!!

This poncho is absolutely incredible. Sometimes even I forget the progress that has happened until I see some pictures like this. 

Devamommy stands out because she is always ready to cooperate and learn something new. Some days at SOL can be really tough with tension, but Devamommy shines through as having one of the best attitudes and open hearts. She genuinely wants to work hard and make a change. I can safely say she has remained the most consistent member of the group with skill and dedication.

Working on the poncho with that typical Devamommy grin.

As things sometimes go, however, life is not always sparkles and sunshine. This week we saw a bit of a set back when Devamommy came to the ashram empty handed. The reported story was that unfortunately Babaji had been hitting the booze in the slum, and after an argument he burned a great deal of her materials (and his finished books and paintings as well).

 

Initially it seemed as if everything was gone, including all of her finished products. That was a sad day indeed. But as it turns out, the next day we discovered there was a bag of materials and products that was being kept separate from the rest, and those things had escaped the fire. 

These "scissors" and crochet hooks are among the unfortunate goners.

Apart from the obvious ethic issue of the incident, this is also devastating because each person in the crochet group had been generously supplied with their own bag of fancy supplies from Italy by Jaqui. Each person got some very nice things that aren't available in India, including quality scissors, a bag of a variety of sizes of crochet hooks, and a huge bag full of yarn in every color imaginable (the yarn is Indian, but still supplied by Jaqui). 

The yarn that each mother is supplied with.

The professional bag of hooks for each crocheter.

One of our biggest challenges has been teaching the women to be responsible with their supplies and "control" from the children and other general mishaps. We have come a gloriously long way since the beginning when we couldn't leave them with anything because it would be inevitably lost or destroyed within hours. Everyday we do a compulsory "control" speech and all the women have taken pride in their newly developed responsibility. So an incident like this is disheartening on levels beyond a domestic dispute.

Having said that, however, the mood has not been altered as much as you would think. I'm sorry to say that because of the environment and lifestyle in the slum, incidents like this are not in any way unusual, and we can expect them to happen again.

 I can also tell you with confidence that we all understand this is not a permanently bad reflection on Babaji's character, and no one doubts that he is a good person. We gave him his space and sure enough today he returned to the ashram, and everyone (including Devamommy, who was already back to smiles) greeted him with our normal amount of love and acceptance, without another word about it. The drama has already passed, and its touching to see that even after an incident like this, the ashram is naturally staying a safe place for everyone regardless of the mistakes they make on their own time.

Babaji, Devamommy and Gotum making today's lunch after Babaji's return. Sorry for the quality of the photo, my flash wasn't on ;)

The other major issue we saw this week is something that hurts on a much deeper level, and I apologize in advance for the wordiness and lack of  pictures.

We have worked hard to make the ashram a peaceful and pure place, but we have discovered recently that some things are being stolen from the kitchen. Every day we are unfortunately seeing vital supplies go missing, such as glasses and knives.

More than anything, this is disappointing on a deeply emotional level. Jesu in particular has been very hurt by this discovery. When things are going so well and a person puts so much love, care and trust into people (for years on her part, I should mention), to see a part of that reflected back to you with dark behavior such as theft can feel devastating and personal.

Of course we are not so naive to believe that we do not have to take action against this problem in the external ways like replacing missing items and taking measures to modify bad behavior, but what will become more important is continuing to represent the example of love and forgiveness, especially when the given circumstances evoke such negative feelings.

In the long run this will be the only method that has a deeper affect on the people involved in both incidents, because it is the only way we can be different from all the other influences that negatively affect their behavior on the outside. In this way we are creating change little by little in our own small environment.

I realize this post is a bit on the dark (and long) side, but we think its important to represent the reality of some of the problems, so you can watch how our ashram develops with all kinds of real life ups and downs. (Also its worth mentioning some hugely positive things happened this week as well, but that's for next time ;) 

Finally, to leave on a happy note, I present to you a hilarious picture of Gotum.