For example, just the other day, I was working on my art project, a sea glass mobile. I was looking at it, listening to what else it had to say, what more, if anything it wanted me to add to it. It felt a little bare, a little naked. I was pondering over perhaps adding feathers to give it more of a ‘birdie’, nestlike feel. Some plumage you know, for a softening, delicate effect. Later on that night we were watching the last and final episode of Mad Men (sniff-sniff) in which Don calls Betty by her family nickname ‘Birdie’. You see, I had been whispering that word in my head and rolling it around silently in my mouth all day.
And it continued: during our walk, everywhere I looked, I kept finding glossy black and grey new bird feathers scattered on the grass. Birdie. Some of them were beautiful. I picked quite a few up to add to my project yet by the time we got back home, most of them had fallen out of my pocket. Can’t cage a birdie now can you, not even its feathers.
Which brings me to today’s word. It’s ‘Kali’. Plain and simple. Just like that. K-A-L-I . What does that mean? Then I recall, oh Yes, Kali, that psycho killer qu'est-ce que c’est. This is she.
This goddess, no, she ain’t cray-cray.
Appearances are deceiving. My Lady Luck here, she’s had a bit of a bad rep if you ask me. Misunderstood, you see. Okay… you wouldn’t want to get into a fight with her. She’d probably rip your head off. Her necklace of skulls and skirt made of dangling human arms is a little intimidating. But this beauty here, this goddess of goddesses, she is the destroyer of the illusion of ego. So yeah, she is biting your head off. Her image serves to remind her beloved children, that ego comes into being when we identify only with the physical form, that is our bodies.
We are not bodies on a spiritual journey, we are spirits in a bodily experience. -Tweet
True emancipation from our ego happens when we learn to let go of our bodies, we detach from the physical dimension and are liberated into the next. The bangles of body parts Kali rocks out symbolise (to) all her beloved children that she helps set free from the self-imposed physical cage known as form.
Fear not, my physical form
It’s not that bad really, once I get over it. I am enjoying where this is taking me. That is Kali. Making you do just that, get over it. The website further explains that ‘Mother Kali is the primordial energy which animates space and is perceived by us as the linear sequence of events which we call time (kala in Sanskrit comes from the root, meaning time). Her skin is midnight blue, almost black, which represents the womb of existence. This is the quantum world of unformed potentials and probabilities, from which all phenomena continually arise and into which they continually disappear.'
Kali asks you: ‘Who do you think you are?’ but before you even get a chance to answer, she prods you a second time, with the tip of her sword: ‘So… What are you?!’
Kali represents infinite awareness within the physical manifestation of form.
She is the goddess of insight and of release.
Got it. It makes complete sense. Now, more than ever , as I am offering my life over to the divine purpose of the will of god I often find myself challenged by the desperate clawing of my ego onto that which it has created as its home. Its home is a basis for smallness, living in fear and psychological and spiritual mutilation. Soooo not interested in that life anymore. Thank you very much.
I am going to tell you what happens next time that silly little voice creeps up in the back of my head and taunts me with the ‘can’t’, the ‘shouldn’t’ and the ‘won’t’. Do what Kali do, rip its fucking head off.
Infinite Goddess - Embracing the Divine Mother, Kali-Hindu Goddess of Liberation (online) at http://www.goddess.ws/kali.html (accessed 28 May 2015)
Wikipedia, Kali (online) at
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kali (accessed 28 May 2015)