My Lady, I call out to you like a child in the night, who wakes from her shallow dreams of fickle sunlight to find the world in darkness.
Saraswati Maa! I cry for you to come and peel away these clouds that cover the moon in my heart, so that I may better bear your light into this suffering world.
Too many in the devotional polytheist movement assume that it is a religion and not many religions. I’ve seen others go further and assume that the way things work for their polytheism is the way things work for every polytheism, and then chastise others for being disrespectful to the gods.
Bless me, My Lady Saraswati, to never be satisfied unless I have the crystal light of the moon on your brow to be my guide as the silver starry spark within the lamp that lights my way on this darkened path to liberation from the burning house called Samsara.
My heart was a vessel brimming with love that burned my skin and broke my soul. All my life I waited for Someone to take this cup from within me and drink from it, so I that I would know release. You, My Lady, have taken the cup from me and emptied it to the last drop.
And then You filled it again.
The Medicine Buddha is a popular figure in Mahayana Buddhism, especially in Tibet and Japan, as well as China. In Sanskrit, his name Bhaișajyaguru, and he features in a sutra entitled Bhaișajya Guru Vaidūrya Prabhā Rāja Sutra, which can be translated as “Medicine King Master and Lapis Lazuli Light.” The title alludes both to his function as a Buddha of healing, and to his trademark association (at least in Tibetan Buddhism) with the color deep blue.
Bhaișajyaguru is said to be a guardian of the Eastern direction, and may actually supplant The Buddha Akshobhya, who is far more commonly said to fill this role. Just like the far more famous Amitabha, he also rules over his own Pure Land, known as Vaidūryanirbhāsa or “Pure Lapis Lazuli.”
In Japan, he was known as Yakushi, and his popularity no doubt was bolstered by the fact that he plays an important role in The Lotus Sutra, which is arguably the most influential Sutra in Japanese Buddhist traditions. (Anyone wanna argue with me on that?) His cult in Japan is very old, dating back to the seventh century. In the late eleventh century, the author of the Sarashina Nikki (a famous literary diary/memoir) wrote of her attachment to a statue of Yakushi that had been made in her size, and her grief at being forced to leave it behind in a move.
A certain goddess decided that it was time for me to tap back into my artistic side, and this was the result…
Shinies! I made them. They are my shinies. There are many shinies, but these are mine.