“The sacred is at once irresistibly attractive and compelling, on the one hand,
and dangerous, frightening, and overwhelming, on the other.
In its transcendent mysteriousness the divine dissolves
two apparently opposite aspects that are dramatically perceived in
the images of the beautiful cowherd boy who beckons with his flute
and the terrible vixen who threatens with her bloodied, upraised sword.”
-David R. Kinsley, The Sword and the Flute
Mother with disheveled hair has world-charming
beauty; so I love Her black complexion.
The virtue of black complexion is well-known to
Shuka, Shiva, gods and sages.
Shiva, Lord of gods, meditates on Her black
complexion in his heart.
Black complexion is the life of Vrindavana, and
makes the milkmaids indifferent to the world.
Krishna wearing a garland of wild flowers with a
flute in hand becomes Kali with a sword.
Prasada says, “When the knowledge of non-difference
dawns, black forms blend with one another.”
My name is Sarika Persaud. I am a doctoral student in New York City studying School & Clinical Psychology.
Please email me with anything you would like to discuss with me — this work is important to me, and I value any input you may have: asp2164[at]tc.columbia.edu