DHUMAVATI JAYANTI
THE ELDER AMONG THE MAHAVIDYA GODDESSES
HALF ASENDING MOON IN THE MONTH OF THE ELDER
TUESDAY THE 7th OF JUNE
20:00 – 22:00 CEST
19:00 – 21:00 GMT
21:00 – 23:00 BG
ZOOM
Oh Dhumavati!
You are the Widow Goddess,
You stand alone in places desolate,
You show us the secret wisdom in facing
the things we have lost, and are yet to lose,
You reveal the power of the widow
that stands just one heartbeat before despair.
To you we bow.
Dhumavati Jayanti falls annually in the half rising Moon in the month of Jyeshtha.
Jyeshtha means the elder and is an epithet of Dhumavati.
Dhumavati is the intensely ugly Widow Goddess, bitter, barren and bereft of Beauty.
She holds the deep wisdom of age and loss.
Her nose is beaklike, her countenance inspires disgust.
She is dirty, with only a few rotten teeth left.
Her breasts are empty and withered, and she wears a perpetual scowl of an expression upon her face.
Dhumavati is difficult to approach
as she inspires deep disgust.
Yet Dhumavati holds
the deep wisdom
of age and loss.
Dhumavati has no peer and is distinct among Goddesses as having no opposite.
She is the grand widow.
She is a Shakti that is self contained and stands alone.
She is an elder amongst the Goddesses.
TALES OF SMOKE & WIDOWS
Dhum in her name means ‘smoke’,
Dhumavati is the one who is smokey. She is born of the Smokey death of Shivas beloved Sati.
As Sati burned to death, she became the unobtainable widow.
Sati’s insulted and dishonored spirit manifested and took form in bitter smoke.
The smoke became Dhumavati: she who is born of smoke.
Another story tells of how Sati, after uniting in love with Shiva, had started to live together with him in the Himalayas.
Sati was always hungry as the Himalayas did not offer the royal dishes that she was used to.
One day she became so maddeningly enraged with hunger that she turned on Shiva and started to eat him.
Shiva burned inside her stomach and smoke oozed from all her orifices, until she could not help but vomit him out.
The enraged Shiva glared at her with his third eye and cursed her to lose her beauty. And so she shriveled up into an old decrepit hag with a terrible ever-hungry and unsatisfied expression upon her face.
SHE WHO IS OLD & WISE
Dhumavati
has the wisdom of years.
She holds the secrets
hidden by the smoke of time.
The time-honoured and weathered secrets that can easily escape the pursuits of the youthful striving spirit, but Dhumavati is the timeless pause of every age.
She brings the depth of sober wisdom that breaths deep to the pit of eternity.
Dhumavati brings us to the places we might easily pass by and avoid.
It is easy to view her realm as being devoid of value, for it is ugly, dirty, barren and widowed.
To venture toward her is to go into the places we would not usually go.
Her age takes us to the wisdom behind formulations of time.
Dhumavati teaches us
of the wise acknowledgment
of that which we have lost
over the span of our lives.
If something is lost or dies, it is often a cause for lament.
But it also holds the seed of rebirth to another mode of being.
Dhumavati is the Shakti that shows us that when one thing dies, another is born.
The Tantric work with Dhumavati is to listen to the elder voice that exists at the crossroads of every loss.
If we heed her wise aged being, by learning to look with her eyes, then does the new grow.
Dhumavati can assist us is in our widowed parts.
She shows us the need to go into deep feeling and healing grief.
She reveals the healing nature of mourning and facing loss and emptiness with feeling.
She opens the creative power latent in that which we might all too easily choose to turn away from.
Dhum Dhum Dhumavati
