What is mayajaala?
Curious? Read through.
Art by Jannice Svensson (see
note below)
That I should make much of myself and turn it on all sides,
thus casting colored shadows on thy radiance
—such is thy Maya.
Thou settest a barrier in thine own being
and then callest thy severed self in myriad notes.
This thy self-separation has taken body in me.
The poignant song is echoed through all the sky in many-coloured tears
and smiles, alarms and hopes; waves rise up and sink again,
dreams break and form.
In me is thy own defeat of self.
This screen that thou hast raised is painted with innumerable figures
with the brush of the night and the day.
Behind it thy seat is woven in wondrous mysteries of curves,
casting away all barren lines of straightness.
The great pageant of thee and me has overspread the sky.
With the tune of thee and me all the air is vibrant,
and all ages pass with the hiding and seeking of thee and me..
So well said by the Great Indian Poet
Rabindranath Tagore. Note:
The Sketch above is the face of mayajaala. A pencil sketch made by good
friend Jannice Svensson. The insight was to see me feeling the maya of
the world with curious eyes and an open mind. Innocent as a child,
playing in the mayajaala and wondering, seeing ts complex beauty. As
anyone in the maya can.








