A makeshift market has arisen outside the temple walls.
Here vendors offer religious images, books, clothes and refreshments.
Others rest beneath blue tarpaulins, acquiring a sickly cyanotic hue .
But further down the hill lies an important annexe of the temple.
A giant statue of the bull Nandi, gate-keeper and mount of Lord Shiva and Parvati.
Devotees leave their offerings behind this mystical beast’s ample haunches
And seek blessings from the shrine’s priest.
We head back to the car park
And rescue the car.
The practice of living mainly revolves around mundane, repetitive tasks, which seem to lack glamour or heroism. But perhaps it is in these simple acts that the potential for growth and awareness lies.
“Practice means to perform, over and over again in the face of all obstacles, some act of vision, of faith, of desire. Practice is a means of inviting the perfection desired.”*
“We learn by practice. Whether it means to learn to dance by practicing dancing or to learn to live by practicing living, the principles are the same. One becomes in some area an athlete of God.”*