There’s something that you will never forget in your life. I know I haven’t. It’s the first time you see a dead body—the first time you meet Death.
A mūrti is not an idol. It’s a living “vessel” of manifestation, incarnation, and personification. It follows the same logic that if you want to drink water, you require a glass.
In the Vedic tradition, the basis of creation can only be known by becoming it.
Here we encounter a vision of Lakṣmī—the central mistress of this “festival of light”—that raises surprising contradictions and cause us to rethink the real significance of Hinduism’s most important celebration.
The goal of yoga is summarized and experienced in that first word: “Now is the discipline of yoga.”