Thursday, October 19, 2017

dEvIkavacham 33

कट्यां भगवती रक्षॆदूरू मॆ मॆघवाहना | 
जङ्घॆ महाबला रक्षॆत् जानू माधवनायिका || 33 ||

kaTyAM bhagavatI rakShEdUrU mE mEghavAhanA |
jaN^ghE mahAbalA rakShEt jAnU mAdhavanAyikA || 33 ||

May bhagavatI protect my hips, MEghavAhanA my thighs, |
mahAbalA my lower legs, and mAdhavanAyikA my knees. || 33 ||



dEvIkavacham 32

नाभौ च कामिनी रक्षॆद् गुह्यं गुह्यॆश्वरी तथा | 
मॆढ्रं रक्षतु दुर्गन्धा पायुं मॆ गुह्यवाहिनी॥ 32 ||

nAbhau cha kAminI rakShEd guhyaM guhyEshvarI tathA |
mEDhraM rakShatu durgandhA pAyuM mE guhyavAhinI.

And may kAminI protect my navel, likewise guhyEshvarI my privates.
May durgandhA protect my penis, and guhyavAhinI my anus.

[Note: A woman reciter of this anga would replace "mEDhraM" (penis) with "yoniM" (womb, vagina).]



dEvIkavacham 31

स्तनौ रक्षॆन्महादॆवी मनःशोकविनाशिनी | 
हृदयॆ ललिता दॆवी उदरॆ शूलधारिनी || 31 ||

stanau rakShEnmahAdEvI manaHshokavinAshinI |
hRRidayE lalitA dEvI udarE shUladhArinI || 31 ||

May mahAdEvI protect my breasts, and shokavinAshinI my mind.
May the dEvI lalitA abide in my heart, and shUladhArinI in my stomach. || 31 ||



October 19 2017 CE

Not all of life is poetry--some is comfortable as prose. I've been up for about an hour, and have already taken a selfie in excellent light from a bathroom window of the beach house, made my ma-te, and rescued a frog that had been trapped in the beach house for a couple of weeks, but we had never been able to locate the origin of his croaking. He was a little guy, with sticky feet. I edited said selfie, and settled back to admire the ocean, which is too high at the moment to allow walking on the beach. The clouds promise rain, which we had also yesterday. Even so, Betty (our sweet dog) and I had a wonderful walk. In the course of the walk, I found an amazing moth on the beach, unable to fly. I photographed it, and we moved on.




What will this new day bring? Life at the beach is like nothing else, but I'll also be translating (which is also like nothing else). I'm halfway through a very unique text, and the work is its own reward. Hopefully, when the tide goes out we'll get another wonderful beach walk. Life, too, is its own reward. A wonderful day to all of you.