Earlier this Sunday morning, after passing through several paddy fields in my somewhat flashy, white Amabssador, the glorious car of India’s past, we reached the Mangala Gouri temple, atop another of the many hills that pepper Gaya’s landscape. The temple is believed to have been constructed in the 15th century, but the location is believed to be the same mentioned in several puranas and various tantric texts dated much older. Many believe that this is another Upa-Shakthi Pitha, or one of the places where a body part of Shakthi fell to the earth. I had visited another Pitha in Kathmandu last year, dedicated to the yoni, so while a strange concept, it was not foreign to me. Here, Shakthi is worshipped in the form of a breast, a symbol of nourishment.
The Ambassador
In my 7 visits this past year, this is the first time I've seen the cursed Falgu River with water
A hazy view of Brahmayoni from below
The 5-headed goddess
After only a half a day’s outing, I was drenched in sweat and exhausted from the heat and hiking up to the hilltops. After picking up pomegranates and mangoes at the tail end of their season, I headed home for a nice shower, lunch, and preparations for the week ahead. Stay tuned for an upcoming post on this week’s “field trip” planned for some of our members, where they’ll be observing and learning about the techniques and benefits of kitchen gardening, an easy, low cost way to grow vegetables at home to enhance food security and even make a small income from selling excess produce.
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