Mountains, Nature

postulates on divinity…

Divnity atop Kandi Galu Notch (~3,600 mts), Great Himalayan National Park, Himachal Pradesh India

Oh, these vast, calm, measureless mountain days, days in whose light everything seems equally divine, opening a thousand windows to show us God.

John Muir

Divinity atop Chandrashila Peak, Garhwal Himalaya, Uttarakhand, India
Cairns atop Chandrashila peak (~4,000 mts), Garhwal Himalaya, Uttarakhand

the leitmotif of any mountain, any protrusion that can make its surroundings feel insignificant, would unarguably be divinity… the sanctitude offered by the higher climes more often that not nudges one into the precincts of spirituality, as one sheds the undigested dregs of civilisation, not forsaken but forgotten awhile… the grass, snow and winds criss-crossing notions on the nature of existence, all across the plane of an idiosyncratic mind, and upon the tapestry of rock and river…

Divinity in cairns, Stok Kangri Trek, Ladakh, J&K, India
Cairn atop pass between Chang Ma and Mankorma Campsites, Stok Kangri Trek, Ladakh, J&K

like rivulets, the sacredness diverges into its own explorations and interpretations, all flowing back into a single thought in the end but carving their own niche along the way… signifying a beginning or the middle or an end… a way into or out of an abyss… the path unto a summit or one furtively bypassing it… there are gods aplenty, goddesses outnumbering them by far… some approachable and some aloof… some corrigible and some corrupt — none lack in lore etching their whims and fallacies upon impressionable mortals, but to their credit, none slack in motivating (or spooking) a battered disposition across the crevasses of the past unto the pinnacle of existence…

Divinity along the way, Dhauladhar Ranges, Himachal Pradesh, India
Climbing up to Panihartu campsite (~3,600 mts), Dhauladhar Ranges, Himachal Pradesh

then there are those bare constructs… shrines that are dictated more by the elements rather than masons, be it their dimension or location… shrines that subsistence and shrines that protect existence… flags flailing belligerently at the tops but swaying gently along the river, some half buried in the moist earth and some starched by the cycle of condensation and evaporation… cairns bearing directions to the port of call for the dishevelled footslogger, and cairns that are a destination unto themselves… 

for divinity in the company of large massifs is conjures up two contrasting emotions — one of fear, and the other of marvel, and in between the two lies the entire kaleidoscope of human existence in the mountains…

Divinity guarding villages, chortens overlooking Stok Village, Stok Kangri Trek, Ladakh, J&K, India
Seeking benedictions for the next harvest… chortens overlooking Stok Village, Ladakh, J&K

musings on the divine nature of mountains, travels across the Himalaya…

Author: Parth Joshi

Allured by the outdoors, the author is made up in parts of that quintessential lost soul wreathing under the pangs of biophilia in a desk job, a wannabe elegist mostly ending up in dungeons of poetasters and an optimist waiting for the senility of the modern world to fade away while sampling shoots and leaves. In saner times, he has a keen interest in areas pertaining to tourism, history, agriculture and climate change, especially with respect to historical interpretations, emerging technologies and future livelihoods. An avid trekker, runner, cyclist, birder and photographer, he is more often than not found gloating over anything hinterland, on foot or over computer monitors, and fantasizing solutions that can foster inclusive growth and sustainable livelihoods for communities at the grassroots.

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