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Madurai

Madurai is one of the oldest living cities of the world. The center and the reason for the city is the complex of the Sri Meenakshi Temple. The immense and colourful Entrance doors (Gopurams) are visible even before you reach the city. To get to the temple is an experience in itself. Since the city was build in a rectangular pattern around the temple long time ago, the streets are narrow and full of people, cars and other means of transport. Its a real challenge for the driver to negotiate his car trough these alleys and lanes. Once you are there, the complex just seems to spread without end in each direction. Once you have passed the main gate you realise that there is another wall within, protecting shrines and ponds. You enter into a city, vibrant with pilgrims, here to ask for favours, fix marriages, hold ceremonies and simply come to devote some time to their inner healing. There are halls with shrines, dedicated to the planets. There are temples for Ganesha, the bringer of luck and two main shrines, one for the goddess Meenakshi and one to Shiva her consort. Their duality represents the static principle (Shiva) and the emotional or dynamic manifestation (Parvati). This duality or inseparability is repeated in Hinduism again and again, signifying each time the manifestation of a different aspect of life and the universe. There is always just not enough time inside Meenakshi, there is so much to see, learn and simply witness. Besides the wonderful temple, make sure to pass by at the Tirumal Nayak Palace, a Palace full of influence of different European cultural periods.

Himalayan Stories – Kala Bhairawa

I remember the story, told to me by a priest in the mid Eighties. The story is of Kala Bhairawa, the god that is said to assist the righteous and destroy evil. The Legend tells that in olden days people having a fight were brought in front of the Idol and were told to speak the truth. Their fears of this gods wrath was so big that they were scared to utter a single lie. So legend has it that this place became sacred, a place of worship and holy ground. Even today people flock here to pay homage to this magnificent god that tolerates nothing but the truth.

Returning to the Himalayas next month I curious if this magnificent god withstood the wrath of the earth. Looking forward to meet friends, visit places and assist with what ever help I can offer. Himalaya – more than 30 years ago I was invited to your lands, so I could learn humility, listen to stories, hear your tales tales and encounter places, so beautiful that one could not stop tears running down your cheeks.