In His (Morya's) Own Country (The Roerichs' Memorial House) ... I
In His (Morya's) Own Country (The Roerichs' Memorial House) ... I Nicholas Roerich's Studio Nicholas Roerich once remarked, “Where can one experience such joy as when the sun shines upon the Himalayas, when the blue is more intense than sapphires, when, in the far distance, the glaciers glitter like incomparable gems? All religions, all teachings, are synthesized in the Himalayas. The virgin of dawn—the Ushas of the ancient Vedas—possesses the same lofty virtues as the joyful Lakshmi.” Last summer, for Vaishakh (Wesak) 2025, I was on the other side of the Himalayan Dhauladhar ranges. This spring, I was on the Kullu side, where I was able to experience, with the same joy as the first flower in a spring meadow, the “Spring in Kullu” that Nicholas Roerich painted—amidst the materialism and tourism of India in 2026. The soul (the great AUM, which leads to the inexpressible Heights) of India is deeply fragrant, whereas its menacing vesture and the folds of its garments are c...