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hinducosmos · 1 year
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Saraswati on Blue Lotus Artist: Adivi Baapiraju (1895–1952) Bharathi Magazine భారతి Volume 23 Issue 1 [Archive Link ] (via Wikipedia)
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on writing as an act of transcendence
the beautiful image is a painting of Sarasvatī that belongs to a set of sixty which chronologically depict a tale told in the Mahābhārata (as well as in the Mārkaṇḍeya Purāṇa and in the Śrīmad Devībhāgavata), that of King Hariścandra. this painting is one of two beginning the set, and it depicts the invocation of Sarasvatī, the Goddess of knowledge, speech and poetry, who is invoked as the flow of (and to flow the) words and wisdom of the telling. Gaṇeśa is invoked, as well.
in a seminar i recently went to, we discussed sacred texts, and the invocation of Gods & Goddesses in their openings - the muse in the Illiad, the deities in the Sanskrit texts etc. it made me reflect on writing as an inherently transcendental act. as in, it is not you who writes (or creates etc). it is being written through you, and it is therefore futile to take ownership for it.
as a 'writer', i oftentimes read my work and feel as if it was written by someone else. of course, my biases seep in (in editing, especially), but if i fully connect, the experience is that of it being written through me, and not by me.
i understand the invocation of the muses and Goddesses to reflect, in part, this understanding: that the act of creation subsumes and transcends the self or ego, even if only momentarily. that in creating, we tap into and open pathways within that we usually do not access customarily, when we are so entrenched in our sense of self that the energy can only flow in one way (that of sustaining our identity and the patterns which construct it). in creating, the energy can be freed to flow in new or in more ways. this is how i understand the surrendering to the muse or to one's art that is so lauded by poets. 🦢
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harinishivaa · 10 months
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Colours of Vaani
The sound of gentle anklets tinkled joyously in the ears of Brahma, who was in deep thought. The very feel of the sound gave Him a deeper clarity, the anklets belonging to His Eternal Ardhaangini Sarasvati, whose Lotus feet touched the open leaves of the Lotus flowers, they spreading wide just for Her, giving Her feet space, freely offering their reverential devotion. He knew Her feet would be stained red, deeper than the usual red, owing to the fact that She had just come from Vaikunta, where it was customary to send Medha back only with new kumkum applied.
He could envision the mischievous argument which would have broken out then, in the form of banter.
"Medha, can I please colour your feet red?" Lakshmi asked, eyes twinkling innocently, yet filled with mischief.
"Lakshmi, has Bhrata Narayana finally taught you mischief?" Uma teased, giggling when Lakshmi pouted at Her, though the mischief in Her Lotus eyes did not even falter for a second.
"Can I colour yours, Sri?" questioned Medha, Her own eyes, so very much like Shiva's, arresting and beautiful, shone in deep amusement.
"We all will colour each other's," said Sri instead, laughing when Uma gave Her a mock exasperated look.
"Yes, we will!"
"And we did, Swami!"
Her voice was like the pleasant waterfalls that soothed an injured heart and Soul, a gentle balm lovingly caressing and healing. Brahma opened His eyes to see His wife standing in front of Him, one foot pointed, the other flat, the curves of Her soles splendid in their beauty. Her standard half white clothing held the tinge of Vaikunta's Bliss. Her bangles had changed into a different set than the pearl ones She had worn that morning, now decked with rubies studded in gold bangles, a gift Sri had hand crafted Herself, no doubt. The necklace She wore was the same one she always wore, pearl in gold, a gift He had given Her right after their marriage, a symbol of Her purity alone being the reason for the shine of His golden nature that created the Universe with Her help.
He took in Her calm Lotus face, eyes lined with kohl and Her sindoor filled with the red kumkum He always placed on Her forehead, Her pottu beautiful and round. Her hair was plaited and decorated with jasmine, no doubt the handiwork of Uma.
"Swami!"
Medha's face had taken on a deep red hue, making Brahma adore Her even more. Jnanamayi Vidya was blushing just due to His adoration?
"Swami, stop pretending to be some normal human," pouted Sarasvati, touching His feet before sitting down on the Lotus to His left, ever Her position, the Lotus white, much like Her very purity.
"Priye, you make me know the value and meaning of Love. Then how can I not be human with you?"
Brahma's words made Medha smile, tender, loving, deep and shy; She was ever the newly wed bride with Him.
"Words true of you are true of me too, Praneshvara. If you are human with me, I too am only a woman with you. Not MahaDevi, as I am to most," said She, Her voice the compliment of His baritone, both soothing, gently loving the Universe like only the Creators could.
"Vaani, I have not the words to describe you," said Brahma softly. "All I can say is that anything I say is because of you, anything I act upon is because of you. If I am passive, you are the active part of me, ever watchful and present. It is your energy that aids this Creation that is part of my duties."
"Swami, an Ardhaangini is She who is forever a partner to Her husband in every single way possible. She has a share in every creation, every responsibility, in every happiness, and most definitely, in every sadness of His. She is His other half, like He Hers. How can we be different? What you wish is what I do. What I prompt is what you say. We are Complete together."
Brahma just listened to Her adoringly, His eyes conveying the depth of Love He felt for Her. She could see the reflection of His love in His wide eyes, touching Her face and causing a gentle caress on it. A smile on Her lips, She leaned forward to place Her head on His shoulder, the two seated on Brahma Deva's pink Lotus, lost in Their own Bliss, even as the sounds of Sarasvati's Veena sang through the Universe, awakening Joy, Happiness, Prosperity and Righteousness across the endless Brahmanda.
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p5x-theories · 15 days
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Apparently some of the Persona art from previous betas never got posted to this blog, so uh, here's a quick catch up with them too, heh.
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999lcf · 5 months
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Today is the final day of Navaratri before Vijayadashami-the day of victory. This beautiful Sarasvati is a detail from a painting by Ratna Gopal Sinkhwal. If you are ever in Portland, Oregon, you can see the original painting at Jaya Kula's teaching space!
At Navaratri, we celebrate coming into wisdom. During the first three days, the warrior Durga or her even fiercer daughter Kali cut away limitations to our perception so that we can see the real nature of things. During the second three days, Lakshmi awakens our generosity and lets us encounter primordial abundance and nourishment. And during the final three days, we come into clarity and wisdom embodied by Sarasvati.
Sarasvati is both the supreme clarity of perception and the self-expression of the Artist. Once we are immersed in recognition of how things actually are, we spontaneously embody the overflowing creativity or expressiveness of this alive-aware Reality. We become the makers rather than the made
[Shambhavi Sarasvati]
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The divine is shining through all that you perceive. This is not just a nice story or a fable, it is true.
Thomas Merton
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crazyfox-archives · 10 months
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A sculpted image of the goddess Benzaiten (弁才天) in the form of her antecedent South Asian goddess Sarasvatī enshrined at Rokuharamitsuji Temple (六波羅蜜寺) in Kyoto
Photo by koichi in 2022
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marlenablegable · 5 months
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Maa Saraswati
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arjuna-vallabha · 2 years
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Saraswati from Bali
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blackknight-100 · 2 years
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Day 1: Favourite God(ess)
@sundaralekhan
Saraswati dislikes her sister. Her parents laugh when she says this and call it sibling rivalry. She doesn’t know why. What does Lakshmi have that she does not? She doesn’t know.
In spite of being older, Lakshmi follows her wherever she goes. Her devotees praise her and say, “Study, little ones. Mother Saraswati will bless you with knowledge and then, Mother Lakshmi will grace your home.” Saraswati grimaces and tries not to be resentful.
It is not like she doesn’t understand. Her presence makes people knowledgeable. Then they get jobs and earn money. Lakshmi blesses them. She only wishes Lakshmi would do that without causing familial strife.
She sees her power, the power of Chanchala, and how she hops from place to place like restless sparrow. She sees how humans, gods and rakshashas alike trip over themselves to have her stay. But Lakshmi is besotted with Hari and lands up in Vaikuntha more often than not.
Saraswati says nothing. She is a peaceful girl, content to read and learn and sing. She sits where she goes, and stays there, until Lakshmi comes along. Many have managed to make the two sisters coexist. Many more have not. She does not fight. When the men fight over riches and women whisper poison, Saraswati gives her sister a sardonic smile and walks away. In any case, Lakshmi would come after her soon. Perhaps, if she loves her so, she was not the most terrible sister after all.
Note: Where I come from, Lakshmi, Saraswati, Ganesh and Karthik are considered the children of Shiva and Durga. This has been written in that context. Here Saraswati is not the daughter of Brahma.
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dumdaradumdaradum · 2 years
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प्रप्रायमग्निर्भरतस्य शृण्वे वि यत्सूर्यो न लोचते बृहभ्दाः।
अभि यः पुरुं पृतनासु तस्थौ द्दुतानो वैश्यों अतिथिः शुशोच।। ७.००८.०४
Far famed is this the Bharata's own Agni he shineth like the Sun with lofty splendor. He who hath vanquished Puri in the battle, the heavenly guest hath glowed in full refulgence.
"the Agni is greatly celebrated by the instrumental tutor of the rite when he shines as resplendent as the sun, he who overcame Puru and shone gloriously as the guest of the gods."
Vashishtha praised Agni and asked for the blessings, of the king and the people in 2 and 3 before finally mentioning Puru and Bharata in 4th, both clans central to the mighty battle. They allude the win of Bharatas.
(king sudas, the victor of this war Alon the parusni and yamuna rivers, was a descendant of Bharata clan. There are certain confusions regarding Yamuna. Parushni river is Ravi.)
My question for the day is:: what was the geography of Yamuna in rigveda? Acc to certain scholars and historians, yamuna used to flow in a different direction and merge in a Triveni Sangam with Sarasvati, i think it's established that Vedic sarasvati was in western India. So the Yamuna talked about in the veda is the Yamuna before it changed its course to its current one?
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hinducosmos · 1 year
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Saraswati Artist: Kshitindranath Majumdar. Watercolor painting. (via The Heritage Lab)
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thewitchfarhan · 10 months
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On Hinduism 🕉️
So for the past 2.5-3 years I’ve been studying Hinduism and incorporating aspects of Hindu Spirituality into my personal practice.
This has been an amazing journey for me, and as a child who was raised Catholic but had many Hindu friends - this fulfills part of my inner child.
I always wanted to go to the Hindu and Sikh festivals my friends went to, always wanted to learn more about their gods, and always wanted to better understand the Mandir’s they had in their homes. But I wasn’t allowed to, and so I was left wanting almost all of my childhood.
In 2021 I made a friend at my first post-college job who has a multitude of vibrant intersecting identities. She is Indo-Caribbean, and a trans woman, and a practicing witch, and a model, and an activist, and so so much more - but she is also Hindu.
Her gentle hands helped to guide me into this path that is now a piece of who I am spiritually, and I can’t express my gratitude in her accepting me into her faith and spirituality.
I’ve now celebrated Diwali and Navratri, as well as held many personal Puja’s in my home. I’ve been to a few different Mandir’s in my area - but found that I prefer a solitary practice (and felt very uncomfortable in those spaces, due to my trauma with organized religion).
I’m not sure that I’d call myself Hindu, it feels like my practice is too mixed with other influences to claim that label, but I would like to think that I am spiritual aligned with many aspects of Hinduism.
I’m in the early stages of developing a relationship and devotional practice to Sarasvati and Shailputri, and I’m *so* excited to be starting this new journey.
Thank you for reading, Namaskar 🙏🏻
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harinishivaa · 7 months
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As always, I was thinking what I could post for sanātanā, when I realized, doesn’t everything get included in that?
So I will also include my experiences, research, stories, snippets from that, and many such things.
Where and who would you like me to start with?
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whencyclopedfr · 2 years
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Sarasvati
Sarasvati est la déesse hindoue de la connaissance, de la sagesse, de la musique et de l'esthétique. Elle est également connue sous les noms de Bharati (éloquence), Shatarupa (existence), Vedamata (" mère des Vedas"), Brahmi, Sarada, Vagisvari et Putkari. En tant que Vāc, elle est la déesse de la parole. Sarasvati apparaît pour la première fois dans le Rig-Veda et, dans les textes religieux ultérieurs, elle est identifiée comme l'inventrice du sanskrit et, comme il se doit, elle offre à Ganesha le stylo et l'encre. Elle est aussi la protectrice des arts et des sciences, et l'épouse de Brahma, même si les Vaishnavas du Bengale la considéraient d'abord comme l'épouse de Vishnu. Sarasvati est également vénérée comme la déesse du savoir dans le jaïnisme et par certaines sectes bouddhistes.
Lire la suite...
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boricuacherry-blog · 2 years
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