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Instagram in Lockdown

Musing

12th September 2020

This is a post about the ways in which my Instagram activity has changed in, with and because of the pandemic.⠀
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The Posting – Slowing down. When I had a much smaller audience, I was super zealous to ‘get there’ with a hectic overdrive of two to three fresh posts everyday. Man, we had some chaos energy pre-2020. Now, I only post fresh content when I truly have a meaningful idea that I want to share, something that … Read Full

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Oorja Makkad

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good & plenty like an alphonso mango tree 🥭 good & plenty like an alphonso mango tree 🥭
pov: a Venus day buying fleurs, groceries & readin pov: a Venus day buying fleurs, groceries & reading in the garden with me 🌷 feat. A cute, sturdy, beautiful Venus tote by @nukkadstudios printed with a close up of Botticelli's Birth of Venus painting, some white linen, the refreshing awkwardness of me being clicked by another instead of my self, and some Aphrodite-approved gold ✨
I rarely wear a tee, and if I do, it can only be t I rarely wear a tee, and if I do, it can only be this vibe 🦪 ;) artful OGs know what that print did there 🤍 wearing the lovely indie small biz @nukkadstudios
from the workshop and my mind ✨ happy new year 🌱 the ghungroos have obtained a sensual patina, the summer sarees are being handcrafted all the way, and the new moon new me energy is crispy 🕯️🌙
#iykyk it's a summer thing 🌺🌸🌷 #iykyk it's a summer thing 🌺🌸🌷
afraid of their own light, own power, own body, ow afraid of their own light, own power, own body, own agency, own inner Goddess, life force, potential to heal, potential for expansion, capacity to love, the list will go on... burn brightly anyway 🔥✨
happy spring equinox and astrological new year 🪴💐🍯✨ a spring mood revisit of handlooms, thrifts, embroideries, artisanal textiles from Revive.Style's sustainable styling archives. These are all from beautiful, ethical small biz creators I've shopped from / collaborated with 🤍
A Venus in Aries is about to have a summer, there A Venus in Aries is about to have a summer, there might be casualties 🌶️🔥;) Wearing beautiful @aarna.store precious jewellery and handloom, handblocked, handcrafted, ethically made everything as per usual 🤍 Each of their jewellery pieces is authentic 925 silver coated with gold (not gilded brass or alloys like most others), coupled with beautiful crystals and stones ✨ This fiery pendant and ring felt like just the right harbinger for the new astrological year 🌝 shirt: handloom, handblocked @jaypore, handblocked shorts by @maikaiclothing
summer handlooms 1/5 🤍🌚 handloom, handblocke summer handlooms 1/5 🤍🌚 handloom, handblocked, thrifted ✨ Kota Doria is a sheer, checked, sensuously cool summer textile handwoven traditionally in Kota, Rajasthan. This lovely sari is drenched in indigo dyed patterns, a handcrafted woodblock printing style of the region of Dhabu, also in Rajasthan. The crop top is thrifted (export reject) and my fav saree blouse. I love how the visual appearance of this print is like a watercolor painting - the delicate, precise flowers all over are a bit lost to the sheer checks but that's what makes it so daintily beautiful. It's a treasure discovered upon careful observation to find the floral motifs. Jewellery: A dainty moon and star (@swarovski), some pearl drops (@jokerandwitch)
cats 🤷 swiftboi did a nomnom on the parrot | Mu cats 🤷 swiftboi did a nomnom on the parrot | Mughal, ca. 1740
revives dying plants back to life kinda earth witc revives dying plants back to life kinda earth witch woman 🪴
To create your life is not an act of will. It is a To create your life is not an act of will. It is an act of grace. Control is not creation. Creation is when something bigger than us moves through in order to be made manifest in the world. It is a dance with God. It is play. It is Eros. There is no creative on earth that hasn't experienced themselves as merely a vessel for divine inspiration. Your greatest act of art is your life. What are you making with it? Is it beautiful? Is it inspiring? Is it moving? Are you in love with it? Words: @jessicaalixhesser 🤍
Feeling like Rhiannon, une sorcière 🌚🖤 I gi Feeling like Rhiannon, une sorcière 🌚🖤 I gifted myself this @tasveeronline shirt for the birthday and it pairs decadently with all the handcrafted @artjunagoa beads from last year's vacay ✨🌱 I remember turning up to a coffee shop like this and they thought it was my birthday - but I guess that's just how my dressing sense is? I've been mistaken for a bday girl just for being extra many a times last year hahaha. This look fits just right with a conversation I was having with @pornimab - you just gotta have flowy clothes, an art for being extra and a delusional mind to live a glamorous life ;) filling my wardrobe with ethical, conscious, slow purchases from woman-led small businesses and artisanal collectibles gets more expansive every year 🖤
I love women bathing. What did reading that senten I love women bathing. What did reading that sentence bring up for you? Sometimes, it's sad how deep we have gone into the oversexualization of the female body, it trips you up how the male gaze manifests in your own mind's eye as a woman. When I look upon these beautiful artworks of bathing as a communal joy (my interpretation), an ancient feeling of connectedness, grounding and being one with Nature is felt within me. For me, being deeply comfortable in one's nakedness and being one with Nature are the same thing. The idea of sharing a bath with sisterhood, enjoying the pleasures of being outdoors, nothing feels more expansive, exciting and beautiful an experience. No shame. We can still inhabit a world where being sans clothing in the presence of another doesn't mean only *one* thing, where body shame and the colonizer's ideas of vulgarity hasn't made home under our very skin. There are pockets where this world still exists. Our ancestresses lived this world, maybe more than we ever got to. Of course, needless to say but also necessary to say because the brain on social media brain is reckless and foolish with it's triggers, there's nothing wrong with a bath among women having a sensual intention of connection if that's where they are on the spectrum. But I'm only suggesting, imagining, or wishing... That that isn't the only explanation for this mundane, beautiful everyday activity being shared. That we could be so free, so comfortable, so at one with the natural-ness of ourselves that enjoying a bath ritual with your fellow women is just that 🤍 In my personal life experience, body shame has taken hold of the women I encounter so deeply that even best friends feel ugly, vulgar, dirty or wrong to be accidentally seen changing clothes by the other. We all deserve to set boundaries over our personal comfort and privacy, it is our right, but I love to still prod this little vein of thought, if only for reflection - What does our comfort-discomfort and our sense of privacy say about how we feel about our body, how we view our own bare skin, what does it say about what we are projecting onto all of our parts? 🌚
the gopis go about their day in the background, wh the gopis go about their day in the background, while the lovers exist in their own realm. a river flows around them, emphasizing their little world within the world. the sky and the sense of movement in those delicate creepers suggest a monsoon wind. their eyes are only for each other, sprawled over a bed of lush leaves, a stray garland at Radha's foot. for when you are with a lover, time isn't linear anymore, and an enchanted dimension opens up for you - a hidden, sensual cocoon where daily routines and metrics don't exist anymore. I wonder what the yellow cloth tied to the branch in the tree is, any guesses? 🤍 how I wish to experience a world where I can exist freely in Nature, by my lover's side, in all but a diaphanous drape, my breasts free, bound not by even an ounce of shame's weight. Painting: Radha and Krishna in a Grove, Pahari, second half of 19th Century. Kangra Style, Punjab Hills, India. Source: V Lambert.
mentally I'm already a hot lil mafia wife sunbathi mentally I'm already a hot lil mafia wife sunbathing in her personal orange grove somewhere in the Italian countryside, drinking exquisite drip coffee, writing a research paper on Botticelli women, basking in unhurried pleasures, enjoying the love of a Hades, embodying the dolce vita life I deserve ;)🍯🍊 This year is a summer for sundresses and kundan polkis and dainty hearts and lapis lazulis ✨ all jewellery by @aarna.store
learning about and living your feminine cycle can learning about and living your feminine cycle can be so beautiful as part of a slow living life 🌚🌱 this morning, I was feeling sad, tired, low and deflated. I was also feeling anger rise again about things long gone. I almost cancelled a project I was very excited about during my ovulation earlier this month. I happened to check the calendar because I suddenly remembered this, and realised that I'm well into my luteal phase right now, a week away from the sacred bleed. The luteal phase is an inner autumn, a descent into the emotional, energetic Underworld that women with wombs have every month. This is a time of shedding, releasing, withdrawing inward. Unspoken words, unfelt feelings come up, wanting to be expressed and released before the next cycle. People like to treat women as irrationally angry or crazy in their premenstrual symptoms. I've learnt from holistic research that there is no 'irrational' anger here. Truth is, everything you've suppressed this cycle now rises to the surface. Everything you turned the other cheek towards is now roaring. The body stores feelings even if you choose to ignore them, and the luteal phase is when this is dealt with. The more you repress your emotional expression, the more difficult your period can be. The hormonal ebbs and flows of the luteal phases make us tired, irritable and mildly depressed, physically. I cultivated compassion for me, drinking comforting herbal blends for luteal support. I allowed a little comfort, cocoon and care before trying to 'do' things again (there's a deadline, haha). After this, I was able to finish that project and it actually turned out SO much better than my hormonal drained brain thought it would. Attuning to the reality of how having a womb, a cycle affects my life, and how my body is in no way supposed to function like men's do, helps so much. The traditional workday is designed around the male energy cycle that renews to default every 24h. It is a biological truth - often ignored - that women's energies rise and fall VERY differently through 28 days of our cycle. Our cycle is not just the period, it's affecting us everyday. Honouring, acknowledging and relearning that 🤍
grocery store in thrifted witchiest best 🥐🖤🌹
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