Goddess of the week: Ushas

[Guest guest]

Pranam. Here is something on Ushas. This is from Roberto Calasso's book 'Ka'

which deals with myths and legends of India. If anyone hasn't read it, please do

so. It is a lyrical book.

 

"True with the true, great with the great, goddess with goddesses, venerable

with the venerable," she would appear from afar, head high, "bright beacon of

the immortal," dripping moisture, on a chariot drawn by pink horses, laden with

ritual offerings. Always powdered with the same makeup,"like women on their way

to an assignation," she bathed standing up, the better to be seen, white,

gleaming, born from black, buzzing around men like a fly. Why? To awaken them.

Awakening: this was the "fine virtue"of Ushas, her impalpable gift, as the gifts

she received were likewise impalpable: mere words arranged in meters. Never the

slaughtered animal, never the libation. Just words.

 

Hope you enjoyed that!

 

With Love

 

Shankaree

 

 

 

 

 

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[Guest guest]

Greetings Shankare

 

Thank you, it is really lovely

 

Om shanti

[Guest guest]

Pranam. I hope you enjoyed my last mail. Here is some more on Ushas from the

same book. A slightly darker side to Her.

Every morning, at first light, they evoked Ushas, strung together her sixteen

epithets, sang in many meters of her gifts, of the endless extravagance they

expected from her, a punctual prodigality. These words were to waken her, so

that Ushas might waken them. Each act could find a meaning only if preceded by

that other act, awakening, which anchors the mind to what is, existence. But,

beneath the surface, they harboured a dark and growing rancour toward that girl

with copper hair, who brushed against them only to desert them. At every

blinking of an eyelid, they remembered that Ushas mocked them as she played,

that she always won, then ran off with the prize, with life. Or they thought of

her as Varuna's spy, doing his job for him, since everybody knows that for

Varuna "the blinkings of a man's eyelids are numbered." To awaken means to blink

one's eyelids. But the gods do not blink. That was all it took to seal the fate

of men who do not want to die.

With Love

Shankaree

 

shankaree ramatas wrote:

Pranam. Here is something on Ushas. This is from Roberto Calasso's book 'Ka'

which deals with myths and legends of India. If anyone hasn't read it, please do

so. It is a lyrical book.

 

"True with the true, great with the great, goddess with goddesses, venerable

with the venerable," she would appear from afar, head high, "bright beacon of

the immortal," dripping moisture, on a chariot drawn by pink horses, laden with

ritual offerings. Always powdered with the same makeup,"like women on their way

to an assignation," she bathed standing up, the better to be seen, white,

gleaming, born from black, buzzing around men like a fly. Why? To awaken them.

Awakening: this was the "fine virtue"of Ushas, her impalpable gift, as the gifts

she received were likewise impalpable: mere words arranged in meters. Never the

slaughtered animal, never the libation. Just words.

 

Hope you enjoyed that!

 

With Love

 

Shankaree

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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