Tumgik
#nataraja
mirkokosmos · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media
306 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
NATARAJA - Temple of the thousand gods - INDIA
248 notes · View notes
i-nataraja · 2 months
Text
Tumblr media
40 notes · View notes
lilavatilikeslemons · 2 months
Text
Sire of Dance
"who is that?" Someone asked.
"The very essence that embodies what makes this wonderful art- wonderful." The other answered.
Oh, his form was wonderous.
The damaru held in his hand made melodies unheard.
As they all watched in awe, his graceful self- only then, did they realise their fault.
As his anklets chimed in the way he danced, they all watched on.
Everything came to a standstill.
Everything.
Every single being that witnessed him- froze in reverence.
Nataraja, they called him.
For he, was the Sire of Dance.
-----
Shubh Mahashivratri, everyone!
Here's a Lil thing I whipped up in the honour of this occasion ^^
Hope y'all like it!
Stay safe, healthy and hydrated!
Have a good one!
21 notes · View notes
ritish16 · 3 months
Text
Tumblr media
Bhole Baba ki Jai ho
23 notes · View notes
ramayantika · 11 months
Text
Nataraja (mystery academia)
You accidentally stumbled into an old temple located deep within a forest. There is a large bronze idol of a dancing god shrouded in darkness except a single diya illuminating the face of the idol. Did his eyes just gleam at you?
It's 4.30 in the morning. The whole world is asleep, but you are on the terrace dancing in darkness. For anybody else, it would be scary seeing how the giant trees sway their branches in sync with the rhythm of your ghungroos until you sit on the floor in exhaustion. Eyes closes, chest too heavy to breathe in, sweat drips down from your forehead until you hear a distant jingle of ankle bells from the staircase.
You are the last one to leave the dance class. Your guru has left the premises, leaving you the keys because you wanted extra time to practice the new piece you are to perform on Mahashivratri. The speakers were working just fine until out of the blue they screech horribly and emit the sound of a damru (a small two headed drum)
Your class is going to start in a while. You were among the early comers so you decided to offer the pranam and sit until the others come on time. Your touch the floor and a strange sensation runs along your fingers. The floor definitely wasn't metallic. When you open your eyes, you see a man holding large flames in his hand. You blink and he disappears.
The old grandmother in your neighbourhood is narrating the story of Nataraja, the God of Dance by whom every Indian dance form has been inspired. Her body is old, but her eyes sparkle as if she were young. You see her finger movements, they move with a skillful precision as if she were dancing the story out. You were heading towards your tution when her gaze lands upon you, and she blesses you with her hand upraised. "Shivoham shivoham"
"Look far, look within..." The sound fills your ears until you feel a soft touch on your forehead. You look up and see a man's face effused with peace and serenity. A large fiery circle moves around him. The fire enchants your eyes. Could flames appear this beautiful? The radiant colour of yellow blue flames dances across your face and you see them glow even more yet the flames don't hurt your eyes. As a small child who is attracted to colourful flames, you stretch your hand to touch them. A voice brings you away from the man and the fiery circle. "Beta, are you okay? You fainted midway through the song."
"No, beta I am not able to see Shiva in you. I want you to portray his stillness, his divinity, him as the overseer of all. Your stance has to match of a God. Take a break and we'll get back to it." You are tired. Your clothes are drenched in sweat and your limbs are about to surrender if you even move an inch. You close your eyes. The sound of your heartbeat deafens your ears. The sound of your heart starts sounding similar to a drum. It doesn't cause yout breath however to accelerate any further. It calms you down and a breeze of cool air brushes your face providing you a moment of respite.
Dark patterns swirl around you and you feel yourself getting lost in them. You hear the juniors chattering about the new movie and the sound of the nattuvangam in another class. You are aware of the present -- this isn't a dream. The dark swirling patterns start clearing like a mist and you see a strange yet bewitching sight. There is a large stage in front, but no audience. There is no roof but the endless night sky filled with countless stars. You see yourself dance. There's no music, no nattuvangam or any instrument playing around. Your body yet moves to some unknown rhythm played by nature. The same man with pleasant looks joins you. He wears the fiery circle as a garland around him. His large feet sports ghungroos same as yours and a beautiful smile graces his lips.
He dances around you, beside you. When you strike a pose, he takes up the same. When you pause and gaze afar at the darkness, he stops and acts the same. You don't feel fear or anything unusual about him. You dance as if he were your dancemate from class. Your head feels a sharp pain and you clutch it to catch one last look at the elegantly dancing man before you lose you consciousness again. You strike the famous Nataraja pose, and the man joins you too, but stands behind. You look at your dancing self from front and the sight is astounding. He appears as if he has merged into you. The space where he stands glows and the same whispers circulate around your being. 'Look far, look within..'
The stage lights are on. The chief guest are bus with their speeches while you blast Nirvana Shatakam in your headphones. You can't understand the loud noise in your head. There is a strange restlessness in your heart. You are anticipating an event, with no idea of what could it be. Worried, if you would give justice to the dance piece, you sink back and close your eyes. 'Neither am I the sky, nor the earth, neither the fire nor the air, I am Shiva.'
It feels as if an ocean of bliss surrounds you. You can't see the audience nor the musicians. You don't even hear the music nor the chime of ghungrus. Darkness surrounds you which isn't unsettling. You are aware that you are dancing and then a voice rings from somewhere above or is it your heart? Have you known this truth from so long?
Everything dances. The universe, the galaxies, the stars, the planets and the living. There's a silent music everywhere. It never stops not even when you stop dancing. With the birth of creation to its death, the dance of Creation and Destructions keeps going on. The stage is infinite. Look far! The great void stares back at you. It holds answer to your questions and you. Who are you? What do you seek? Who are you in this ever continuous dancing circle? How many births did you take to understand this simple truth? You are limitless -- you are me. I am you. We are one.
The audience burst into an applause. The sound deafens your ears. Some of the old people are in tears as they stand up and bow down to you. You realize that the dance music is still playing. 'Shivoham Shivoham' You bow down at the audience when your eyes catch sight at a silver gleam amongst the crowd. Matted hair, a crescent moon on the head, skin as white as camphor, rudraksha beads around his neck and arms. He raises his hands with a smile in blessing. Your eyes tear up, as you chant, "Shivoham"
137 notes · View notes
hinducosmos · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media
Nataraja Statue inside Gandheshvara Temple Sirpur, Mahasamund district, Chhattisgarh (via Indian History and Architecture)
107 notes · View notes
leoprincess21 · 2 months
Text
Vanmozhi OS - Shivapada Sekaran
(Inspired from Ponniyin Selvan novel)
Arulmozhi Varman had lots of dreams. He had many ambitions mainly due to Kundavai's influence. He wanted to establish the Chola empire as the most powerful empire and extend the boundaries of it even across oceans..by conquering Ilangai, and other islands -maalatheevu and kachhatheevu (Maldives, Lakshadweep). He did not want to be a ruthless, power hungry and cruel ruler and conquer those areas. He wanted to be a kind yet powerful, secular, leader who can achieve these goals and contribute to the welfare/prosperity to his people and Chola desam.
He wanted everyone in his kingdom to be prosperous. He wanted to promote artists and poets and give them recognition. He wanted to encourage and praise his soldiers who day and night work on the security of his Chola desam. He wanted to build his empire in a way that it will be remembered even after 1000 years. He wanted everyone in this world to know the greatness of this land. 
But mainly he wanted to express his never ending devotion and submission to the one who controls this universe, the one whose dance influences this universe - blissful dance (Ananda Thandavam) in which entire universe is filled with bliss, joy and ecstasy, the ferocious and the most violent dance which leads to the destruction and annihilation of this universe. The one who has no start and no end, the one who is infinity, the one who has form and yet formless, the one who is far from the duality of this world - Shiva who can't be defined or described by anyone in mere words but can be attained by one's love and devotion. A simple leaf, flower, fruit submitted with love, devotion and faith can satisfy him but even money, gold, diamond and material riches submitted without devotion, faith would forever prohibit one from receiving his grace. His name - Om Nama Shivaya - is enough to attain his grace and to escape from the death - birth cycle and attain Moksha. By consistently remembering his name and praying him one can reach his feet. Arulmozhi was just lost in his thoughts about how to express the greatness of his Ishta Deivam(Favorite God) - Prameshwara, Nataraja.
Tumblr media
"Azndha sindanayil ullirgal pol therigiadu. Enna yosikirirgal Iyyane. Ungaluku virupam irundal ennidamum thangal ennangalai pagirungal.(It seems you are in deep thought- lost in thoughts. What are you thinking about my lord? If you don't mind you can share your thoughts with me.)"
"En kanne! Nee epodu vandai? Romba neramaga kaathu irundai aa enna? enge va. en aruge utkar. (My love. When did you come? Were you waiting for a long time? Come here and sit with me)"
"Epoduthan vanden. (I arrived just now)" Vanathi replied and sat beside him.
"Hmm. I am just lost in my dreams en anbe. I was just thinking about how to show the greatness of our land and Shiva to the whole world."
"Hmm. Indeed it is a very huge task. What are your thoughts on this my lord?"
"Well I am dreaming of building a temple which would house the lord of Kailash - Shiva. The temple should be very big and grand to house the deity of Kailash. It should be magnanimous, astounding and spell bounding to anyone who visits this temple at the same time it should also show the greatness of the Tamil language. The Nandi statue should be big as he guards the entrance of Kailash and the idol should be even bigger than the Nandi as he is the powerful lord Shiva. The temple should stand firm for a long period of time withstanding natural calamities and foreign invasions. It should act as a testimony to our rich culture and heritage. I am dreaming of building such a temple kanmani."
"And I want to show the greatness of our Tamil language anbe. The lingam should be of 12 feet height indicating the 12 uyir ezhuthu(vowels) of Tamil language. The pedestal which contains the lingam should be of 18 ft indicating the mei ezhuthu(consonants) of Tamil. The temple tower(gopuram) should be of 216 ft indicating the uyirmei ezhuthu of Tamil language. The total distance between Nandi and Shiva lingam should be 247 ft indicating the total characters in Tamil. Our language plays a major role in shaping our culture, heritage and spirituality. You know our staunch Shaivaites - Nayanmars praised Lord Shiva by various songs and hymns - Thevaram( 12 Thirumurai). I want to collect such precious treasures and sing those verses in our temples which will protect and guide us and our future generation. Similarly  Azhwars sang various songs on Vishnu and I want to collect those as well (Nalayira Dhivya Prabandham).Their worth can't be described in mere words. Our ancestors left such treasures for us we should save those and daily sing those hymns in our temples."
"You will build such a temple my lord. You will fulfil all your dreams. You  will recover those hymns and make sure that it is sung daily in our temples. You are Ponniyin Selvan(son of Kaveri river), eezham konda veeran(warrior who won Ilangai) , Cholar kula manickam you can do it."
"I would like to be addressed as Shivapada Sekaran(the one who places his crown at the feet of Shiva) kanne. I am a mere instrument, puppet used by  Mahadeva. We humans/beings are nothing but puppets/pawns in Mahadeva's hands. Everything happens as per his wish. Without his wish not even an atom can move then what can we humans do? "
"Then by Shiva's wish and blessings you will fulfil your dreams my lord."
"Nee solvadu palikattum anbe. (May your words manifest soon and turn true my love).  Meanwhile can you sing the first stanza of the pathigam that Sundara sang in Thiru vennainallur....Pitha pirai soodi ?"
"பித்தா! பிறை சூடீ! பெருமானே! அருளாளா!
எத்தால் மறவாதே நினைக்கின்றேன்? மனத்து உன்னை வைத்தாய்; பெண்ணைத் தென்பால் வெண்ணெய் நல்லூர் அருள் – துறையுள்
அத்தா! உனக்கு ஆள் ஆய் இனி அல்லேன் எனல் ஆமே? "
Meaning:
O crazy one! O the one who is wearing the crescent moon! O the great one! O the one who bestows blessings! You have installed yourself in my mind. I remember you always without forgetting in any manner. O father in the temple in the town of Vennai ~nallur on the southern banks of the Pennai river! How can I say any more that I am not your slave?
"Ah!"
"Enna achu en kanne?(What happened my dear?) Are you hurt? Are you in pain?"
"I am fine my lord. It seems your offspring agrees with you. He/She is kicking in my womb and praying to Shiva. Just see your son/daughter will contribute to manifesting your dreams. Your son/daughter will play a major role in visualizing your dreams."
"Ha ha. It seems my son/daughter has already started planning ahead. By Shiva's blessings I hope that it happens. We will see that soon kanne. We will be living in that reality in a few years. Kanne. " 
9 notes · View notes
arjuna-vallabha · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Shiva Nataraja of Tillai, worshiped by Chola kings and queens, by Sivanes Kumar (https://www.instagram.com/sivaneskumar0303/)
122 notes · View notes
philosohappy · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
"Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world. All things break. And all things can be mended. Not with time, as they say, but with intention. So go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally. The broken world waits in darkness for the light that is you."
Quote by L.R. Knost
9 notes · View notes
shinymoonbird · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media
Sri Ramanasramam - The Matrubhuteswara Temple -  Lord Siva dances in the form of Nataraja in front of the Mother, Sakti Devi
Arudra Darshanam is celebrated on the full moon night of Margazhi month of Tamil Calendar. This is observed on the thiruvadhirai nakshaththram (star) falling in this month.The festival marks the day of cosmic dance of Lord Shiva and it is celebrated in the form of Lord Nataraja. In Sri Ramanasramam, it is also celebrated in a grand manner. At around 4 am in 6 January 2023, the Nataraja idol in the Mathrubutheswara temple was anointed and decorated with flowers. This was followed by chanting of verses in praise of Nataraja followed by Aarthi...
******
Śrī Aruṇācala Navamaṇimālai - The Necklace of Nine Gems for Arunachala,  Verse 1
🕉️ 
 acalaṉē yāyiṉu maccavai taṉṉi lacalaiyā mammaiyedi rāḍu — macala vuruvilac catti yoḍuṅgiḍa vōṅgu maruṇā calameṉ ḏṟaṟi.
Padacchēdam (words rearranged in natural prose order): acalaṉē āyiṉum, a-c-savai taṉṉil acalai ām ammai edir āḍum. acala uruvil a-c-satti oḍuṅgiḍa, ōṅgum aruṇācalam eṉḏṟu aṟi.
English translation:
Though actually one who is motionless, in that assembly hall he dances opposite mother, who is acalā. Know that when that śakti subsides back in the motionless form, Aruṇācalam is exalted.
Explanatory paraphrase:
Though [Lord Siva is] actually acalaṉ [one who is motionless, being the one immutable ground from which and in which everything else appears], in that assembly hall [of Cidambaram] he dances [in the form of Nataraja] opposite [the divine] mother, who is acalā [the consort of acalaṉ]. Know that when that śakti [the divine mother] subsides back in the motionless form [the fundamental form of Lord Siva], Aruṇācalam is exalted [that is, in the motionless form of Aruṇācalam, which rises high above all his other forms, Lord Siva shines exalted in his natural state].
Note : 
The word Achalan means the motionless one and is a name of Lord Siva which is used to denote the fact that He is the immutable, Supreme Reality. The word Achalai means the consort of Achalan and is a name of Sakti, the Divine Mother.
Though He is motionless by nature, in Chidambaram Lord Siva had to dance in front of Sakti in order to bring Her frenzied dance to an end. But in the form of Arunachala Lord Siva remains ever motionless, and thus by the power of His mere stillness Sakti was irresistably attracted to Him and with great love she subsided in Him and became one with Him. Hence of all the forms of Lord Siva, Arunachala shines as the most exalted.
The words ‘ongum Arunachalam’ means ‘rises high’ or rises above others, and hence the words ‘ongum Arunachalam endru ari’ (know that He shines exalted as Arunachala) may also be taken to mean, know that Arunachala is superior (to Chidambaram)!
Source: Sri Arunachala Stuti Panchakam - Meaning: Sri Sadhu Om - Translation: Michael James
Tumblr media
Arunachala - Photo by Markus Horlacher
25 notes · View notes
luckshmi · 3 months
Text
Check Out My Article | Purva Bhadrapada Nakshatra
3 notes · View notes
i-nataraja · 1 year
Photo
Tumblr media
37 notes · View notes
ritish16 · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
Nataraja
23 notes · View notes
kingmabry · 1 year
Text
Chidambaram divine chariot of Lord Nataraja 6.1.23
23 notes · View notes
hinducosmos · 2 years
Photo
Tumblr media
Lord Shiva Nataraja - The King of Dance 1973-03 Chandamama [Telugu] children's magazine Artist: Vaddadi Papaiah (via Internet Archive)
209 notes · View notes