Who’s Shiva? The Destroyer of the World in the panel of the great Hindu Deities. He is also said to be the God of the Yogis and it is often represented sitting in Padmasana (Lotus posture)
When? on the 13th night of the Maagha month of the Hindu calendar. It always falls on a new moon night, so for me no asana practice today
What? During the night of Shivaratri, every Shiva’s devotee is supposed to stay fully awake, to visit the temple and do puja to the Shiva Linga (a fallic representation of the god). The puja consists of an offering that can go from flowers to Bilva leaves (Shiva’s favourite tree) and includes bathing the Linga with water, milk, ghee, honey, etc…The ritual also includes fasting on the same day.
If you Google ‘Shivaratri’, you will find tons of legends on the origins of this festival. My favourite one – which by the way I couldn’t find on the web although got something similar – is from James, one of my yoga philosophy teacher. It goes like this:
There was once a thief that, on the 13th evening of Maagha month, robbed a Linga in a Shiva temple. To escape being caught, he ran to the forest. But while he was wondering in the forest, he encountered a tiger and being extremely scared quickly climbed a tree. In doing so he had to let go the Linga that consequently fell on the ground just below the tree. The thief was there, clenched on a branch waiting for the tiger to leave but no way, the tiger was laying there as if waiting for him to fall and have it own dinner. In the meantime the night fell and the thief started to be extremely worried at the idea that he could fall asleep and as a consequence fall from the tree branch. At this point he heard that at the Shiva temple in the far distance some chanting was going on, so he had an idea: ‘if I chant after them – the thief told to himself – that will help me stay awake’. So he started chanting to Shiva. Nonetheless the night was long and a few times he couldn’t resist getting asleep, but each time he was able to grab some branch and stay up there. In doing so, he didn’t realize that he was shaking the tree that was a Bilva tree – dear to Shiva – and as a consequence leaves where falling down just above the Linga. So all night long went on like that with the thief unconsciously worshiping Lord Shiva. And of course, as a consequence of all this worshiping on such a propitious time, the thief got enlightened by the morning.
What’s the meaning of the story? being fully awake – as synonymous of being fully aware – on such a propitious time, great things can be achieved.
So last night as recommended to us by Sharath – my Ashtanga Yoga Teacher – I didn’t miss the opportunity to go to a few Shiva temples and enjoy being caught in such a hectic activity and night… AMAZING is the word!
So what to do in Mysore on such a night?
1/ a nice classical instrumental concert to start with at 7.30pm at Nandi Shiva’s temple, just at the base of Chamundi Hill;
2/ then move to Ganapati Ashram on the way from Chamundi Hill to Laxmipuram.. this is an amazing place, big and nice ( I got the chance once there to be at less than 1metre from Sri Ganapati Satchchidananda, who runs the Ashram. For me it was like looking at a picture of Osho. He was just the same… only dressed in a bizarre outfit made of rose silk). There are 3 big temples here of which the main one dedicated to Shiva… I could see at least 4 Lingas in there, but we did puja only to one as the queue was rather long;
3/ than to the Shiva temple in Gokulam, the one just near the Loyal World in 2nd stage. This one was recommended by Sharath, but he was right when he said the queue could be up to 2 hours… actually it went all round the block. (Irene and myself than we decided it was already too late, so we went to a sideway small temple dedicated to Ganesh and did our own puja there, just to discover that very near there was a biiiiiiiiig Bilva tree where many small Lingas and a beautiful sculpture from the Kashmiri Shivaism including a sort of Linga with a representation of Ida, Pingala and Sushumna all protected by a huge cobra was standing there. We were so happy to see it that we didn’t miss the fact we couldn’t enter the main temple).
Then it was time to go home…