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A Kali in Every Woman: Motherhood and the Dark Goddess Archetype
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Wherever there's a woman in any home
doing her work
screening her smiles with her veil,
she is You, Ma;
she is you, Black Goddess.

Carefully rising with the light of dawn
to attend with softened hands
to household chores,
she is You, Ma;
she is You, Black Goddess.

The woman who gives alms, makes vows, does worship, reads
scriptures
all correctly and with a smile
who drapes her sari over the child on her lap
soothing its hunger with a lullaby,
she is You, Ma;
she is You, Black Goddess.

She can't be anyone else;
Mother, sister, housewife
all are You.

- Ramprasad (c.a. 1718-1775)

It is well established in the canons of Indian thought that every
woman mirrors in herself the divine feminine. The above piece of
poetry goes further and specifically informs us that every female
has in herself the Goddess Kali. At first appearances this comes
as a surprising shock, not in the least because of Kali's
horrific demeanor. Envisioned as totally naked, the visual tales
of her terrible form do not end with her dense black color or
with the skirt made up of decapitated hands she adorns in her
middle, making a mockery of all conventional images of
reassurance a goddess is associated with. Further frightening is
the necklace she vulgarly hangs around her neck. This is no
ordinary necklace. It is made up of heads she has severed from
the torsos of beings who were once as much living as you and I
are at this moment. And the horrors of horrors, she stands in an
arrogant gesture of triumph, one leg placed haughtily over the
chest of Shiva, one of the most powerful deities of the Hindu
pantheon, and who also happens to be her husband.

Illustration : http://www.exoticindia.com/artimages/pc19.jpg

The truth behind the mystery of Kali, it seems, is to not be
found by a conventional appraisal of her physical appearance.
Rather a faithful analysis of the deep symbolism underlying this
mighty Goddess is required to penetrate her innermost essence.

Traditional opinion is unanimous in accepting the figure lying
under Kali's feet as being that of her husband. Here is what the
same poet has to say about this aspect of her iconography:

It's not Shiva
At Mother's feet.
Only liars say that.

The ancients wrote clearly
that
while killing demons,
saving the gods from their fix,
Ma stepped on a demon child
fallen to the ground.
At the touch of Her feet
the demon boy changed;
suddenly he was Shiva
On the battlefield.

As a good wife
would She ever
put Her feet
on Her husband's chest?
No, she wouldn't.
But a servant is different:
Ramprasad pleads-
place those fear-dispelling feet
on my lotus heart.

In this striking example, Ramprasad the greatest of Kali's
devotees ever, saves her against the accusations that she
deviates from the path of a true Hindu wife by subjugating her
spouse. In a glorious moment of poetic imagery he establishes in
the goddess a power that is capable of transforming a villainous
demon into Shiva, the purest of all gods. Why transform this evil
being into her husband? She could have changed him into any 'pure
' soul, why grant him the status of her spouse? Why indeed? This
may lead us to theorize that by meditating upon the benevolent
goddess we, who are the wickedest among all, can achieve this
positive transformation. This suggests that in addition to
approaching the goddess as a child, she can also be courted as a
husband. It must however be stressed here that there is no
sexuality involved in this purely emotional process. Beginning
her worship as a child we may ultimately evolve into her husband.
This process mirrors the rhythmic pattern each of our lives
follow, i.e. starting off as a child to our mother and gradually
developing into husbands to our wives. Accepting that duality
exists in nature, such a hypothesis indeed projects the male in
an extremely positive light. But it is the female of the species
who comes out with honors here, by resolutely establishing that
when they are wives and when they progress to being mothers, Kali
forms an integral part of their characteristic buildup.

This positive affirmation does not however explain Kali's
blackness as complementary to her motherhood. Things fall into
place when we recall how creation manifested itself at the
beginning of the world, when nothing material existed. This
primordial state was dark. As is Kali, as is the womb, dark and
mysterious. Esoterically speaking black is not a color, but the
absence of color. It is what remains when all colors merge into
each other, or in other words the fount which has the
potentiality to give birth to all the colors of life. Another
poet says in this context:

Is my Mother Kali really black?
People say Kali is black,
But my heart doesn't agree.
If She's black,
How can she light up the world?
Sometimes my Mother is white,
Sometimes yellow, blue, and red.
I cannot fathom Her.
My whole life has passed
trying.

She is Matter,
Then Spirit,
Then complete Void.

- Kamalakanta Bhattacharya (1769-1821)


It is interesting to note here that in Egypt too, blackness is
associated with a positive symbolism, standing for the mothering
darkness of germination. Hence every woman by virtue of being a
potential mother and possessing the dark, cavernous womb which
grants her this capability, is a Kali.

Illustration : http://www.exoticindia.com/artimages/hu05.jpg

Strangely enough, scarcely having crossed one hurdle in the
positive interpretation of the Kali icon as a creative matrix, we
are confronted with another contradictory feature, here namely
the necklace of skulls ornamenting her beautiful neck. Indeed it
is a symbol of death. Believers in reincarnation maintain that
before it is invested with a physical body the soul of a man is
free and fully alive since it exists in the spiritual world,
which is it's true sphere of existence. When it is conceived in
the mother's interior, its death begins. The womb is thus the
symbol of the tomb. Or for those of us, who prefer to be
cremated, there are the fires which surround Kali, our archetypal
mother. Thus our physical birth is in a way our spiritual death.

Illustration : http://www.exoticindia.com/artimages/ht20.jpg

Equally enigmatic is the short skirt encircling her tender waist.
The amputated hands which are strung together to form this
garment represent for her devotees the ultimate act of devotion.
This act consists in severing of all attachment to karma and
meditating upon Kali as the ultimate refuge. The path to
salvation in this belief lies not in following the karmic way but
rather giving up one's complete self in the worship of the
Goddess. As Ramprasad says:

Oh my Mind, worship Kali
any way you want-
just repeat the mantra
given to you
day and night.

Think that you're prostrating
as you lie on your bed,
and meditating on the Mother
while you sleep.
When you go about the town, imagine
you're circumambulating Kali Ma.
Each sound that enters your ears
is one of Kali's mantras,
Each letter of the fifty
around Her neck
bears Her name.

Ramprasad says, astonished,
The Goddess Full of Brahman is in every creature.
When you eat,
think that you're making an offering
to Kali Ma.

Kali contains within herself all our actions and the results
which ensue thereof. Our hands are the instruments through which
we carry out our karma, believing ourselves to be the masters of
our own destinies. The goddess allows no such misconception, as
she is the giver of life and also its terminator. It is in her
that all acts originate and it is into her that they finally
dissolve. This is the symbolism implied behind the carelessly
flaring skirt, hobbling with the dynamic goddess, and arguably
the earliest mini skirt in history.

Illustration : http://www.exoticindia.com/artimages/be33.jpg

Thus even the humblest acts we perform during the course of our
daily lives is to be viewed as an offering to the Great Mother
who is indeed our sustenance and nourisher, both spiritually and
materially. Rightly then, one of Ramprasad's poems is entitled
'Satisfy Every Level of Our Hunger O Mother!' It runs like this:

O Mother of the Universe!
You who provide basic sustenance
And subtle nourishment of all creatures!
Please feed us, Holy Mother!
Satisfy every level of our hunger!

I know the mother always feeds her hungry child,
Regardless of its foolishness or carelessness.
Goddess Kali, grant the child who sings this song
Your supreme blessing of total illumination.
Today is the most auspicious day!
Please, Mother, do not delay!

Goddess Kali, my pangs of hunger for reality
Are becoming unbearable.
Mother! Mother! Mother!
You are the longing and the longed for!
You cannot refuse your child's earnest prayer!

The question however remains of Kali's nudity. It is Jesus who
points us in the correct direction regarding this issue. In the
'Gospel of Thomas,' he says, in reply to a disciple's question
about when he would come again: "When you strip yourselves
without being ashamed. When you take off clothes and lay them at
your feet like little children and trample on them."

Kahlil Gibran, the Lebanese-American philosopher, elaborates:

Your clothes conceal much of your beauty, yet
they hide not the unbeautiful.

And though you seek in garments the freedom
of privacy you may find in them a harness and a
chain.

Would that you could meet the sun and the
wind with more of your skin and less of your
raiment,

For the breath of life is in the sunlight and the
hand of life is in the wind.

Forget not that modesty is for a shield against
the eye of the unclean.

And when the unclean shall be no more, what
were modesty but a fetter and a fouling of the
mind?

And forget not that the earth delights to feel
your bare feet and the winds long to play with
your hair.

(From 'The Prophet')

Ramprasad concedes that ordinary mortals like himself (and us)
could be bedazzled by these stark truths. He expresses similar
sentiments, and at the same time grants them the high ground of
abstract philosophy:

O sublime Goddess! O naked oneness!
What is the meaning of your nakedness?
Are you shameless, Divine Lady?
Yet even when discarding
royal silks, and golden ornaments
for earrings, bracelets, and anklets
fashioned from human bone,
you retain the dignity of bearing
suited to the daughter of a king.

What wild customs you follow, Ma Kali,
trampling on the chest of your noble husband.
You are the naked intensity of divine creativity,
while your consort is naked transcendence.

O Mother of the Universe,
this child is terrified by your naked truth,
your unthinkable blackness, your sheer infinity.
Please cover your reality with a gentle veil.
Why have you thrown away the necklace of pearls
that enhances your divine beauty
Wearing instead this awesome garland of heads,
Freshly severed by the sword of non duality?

Truth is not complicated. An innocent child is untrained in the
manners of the world but this does not deprive him from living a
zestful and complete life, albeit his/her mother forms an
integral part of his unified circle of existence. This is what
prompted Wordsworth to say that 'the child is the father of man.'
A child is imbued with the quality of intuitive wisdom, which is
the undifferentiating intelligence that existed before the world
was created. Kali's nudity exhibits this free state of archetypal
bliss, of which ecstasy is a characterizing attribute.

Conclusion:

Elizabeth U. Harding an intrepid Kali adventurer and fan,
describes in her memoirs how laborious and stressful it is to
reach the inner sanctum of Kali at the Dakshineswar Temple at
Calcutta, owing to the regular galore of devotees who generally
swarm her temple. After having reached the inner hall housing the
sanctum sanctorum this is what she says:

"Out of sheer awe and admiration one's voice automatically turns
into a whisper - yet, there is nothing intimidating about this
place."

Ushered into the presence of the deity our voices automatically
drop to a whisper, as a tribute of respect to the divine
presence. Finally face to face with Kali herself, this is what
transpires in the author's mind:

'But when one finally stands before Kali, time seems to stand
still. Everything stops. The people, the noise - all is
mysteriously gone. One stares with wide eyes, forgetting even to
blink. All one sees is Kali and nothing else. Overwhelmed with
feeling one whispers, "I love you." And from within she replies,
"You do so much more for I am the source of your being!"

This is the spirit in which to approach Kali. The Great Goddess
herself will then reveal her mysteries for all of us, solving in
the process, the eternal questions of life.

Illustration : http://www.exoticindia.com/artimages/zk39.jpg

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References and Further Reading:

Cooper, J.C. An Illustrated Encyclopaedia of Traditional Symbols:
London, 1999.

Gibran, Kahlil. The Prophet: New Delhi, 2002.

Harding. Elizabeth U, Kali The Black Goddess of Dakshineswar:
Delhi, 1998.

Hixon, Lee. Mother of the Universe (Visions of the Goddess and
Tantric Hymns of Enlightenment): Wheaton, 1994.

McDermott, Rachel Fell. Mother of My Heart, Daughter of My Dreams
(Kali and Uma in the Devotional Poetry of Bengal): Oxford, 2001.

Mcdermott, Rachel Fell. Singing to the Goddess (Poems to Kali and
Uma from Bengal): Oxford, 2001.

Tresidder, Jack. The Hutchinson Dictionary of Symbols: Oxford,
1997.

Walker, Benjamin. Encyclopedia of Esoteric Man, London, 1977.

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