The Magic of the Colour
I did spend whole January in Kathmandu doing some sewa for my teacher Tsoknyi Rinpoche and the nuns from Chobar Hill several years ago.
It was a great experience to swim in the sea of rich ethnic, cultural and spiritual diversity, exposed to the exotic scents and intense colours, mischievous monkeys just behind my apartment window and smiling faces of the young monks from next door Tibetan monastery.
Passing by on my daily errands in the taxi across the maze of Tamel I noticed an interesting pattern. Every Friday the streets would fill with red colour. Precisely, red elegant saries sprinkled with reflecting gold earrings, purses, armlets, shoes. Nepali women walked to the weddings, brides and guests all in red. Very few of them would dress in other colour outfits.
The sea of vermilion, scarlet and any other intense and vibrating shades of red would surround white car festively dressed up in colourful flowers. Because who shall bring young couple to the altar but a modern carriage and the horse as one in Venusian garb. In my eye's vision I still could see two figures on white horses with pleated manes and tails.
And WHEN the event takes place? According to Vedic tradition on Friday, the day ruled by Venus under her watchful eye to secure marital happiness in the month of Margasira/Pusha 2013.
The red colour of women's dresses intrigued me. In the West we have all this white colour dominating woman's dress code (now, in modern times it changes, but attending many weddings I met only one bride wearing red). Purely Venusian experience. White for purity, virginity if not in flesh still in the heart. Looks like very idealistic approach, perhaps Victorian heritage. Maybe in our western psyche there still lingers an expectancy for women to be beautiful, skilled in the art of dancing, drawing, and appendage to man's world. Barbie-types feeds our imagination from the screens and high heels wobble woman's connection to the earth.
The red sari of a Nepalese woman shows her boldness, vitality, her shiakti in one of the most crucial moments in her life. She needs her strength and power as a queen of the new household she will reign and to bring healthy children to this world. Rakta must flow abundantly. As a protectress of her queendom she can tap anytime to her power to fight fearlessly. No other colour brings attention as red - watch me! I am the primordial fire. I can warm you but I can also destroy you.
Passion for life echoes in the shimmering gold and red saris. Mars and the Sun are incarnate this way. How paradoxical. Women put on the garb of two masculine planets. Or is it paradoxical?
There is one extra detail. The Nepalese groom wears a white, elegant outfit. The colour of Venus. What happens? Mars and Venus are present. There is absolute completeness of male-female union. Only the usual role prescribed to gender changes symbolically by the power of the colour. Why? One glance at the yin/yang symbol explains it all. Shiva/Shiakti dance unveils in front of curious eyes. Shiakti firmly standing on lying on the ground body of Shiva. But is he really so passive and dead? Look closer…
I started to ponder what happens on symbolic level in western wedding ceremonies.
The woman in white, Venus incarnate, stands next to the black clad Saturnian man. And it takes place most likely on Saturday. Mr. Saturn is happy (this is a cosmic joke). Inhibiting ring envelopes Venus. Energy of vital Mars is changed for security resulting from fear, control. Playful energy of Shiva/Shiakti is frozen in the strict symbolic division of gender. Freedom exchanged for stability. Epitome of feminine marrying Mr.Death. In some cases it is trophy wife and her Sugar Dad.
These days there is a growing trend in the West for couples not to marry formally and people actively participate in transgender exchange. Fathers staying home with their children, mothers pursuing careers to support their families (this is only one of many forms).
Perhaps it signals subtle change in the invisible matrix of our subconsciousness.
One only can ponder on this cultural differences, their expression and outcome.
The need for expressing the kernel of the opposite is build in us, so cultural values and customs may to evolve and transform if don't respond to our deeply encoded blueprint.
Of course we have also our personal preferences and in everyday life they express in visual language our conscious and unconscious choices, states, moods, statements, comments, believes. Simple act of choosing particular colour influences our life in more than one powerful way. So colour your world wisely for best results.