The day of Holi, A Hindu spiritual day in Asia.

The day of Holi, a Hindu spiritual day in Asia

During the full moon that comes in ‘Phalguna’ (between the end of February and the middle of March), Holi is celebrated. It denotes the beginning of spring and celebrates the victory of good over evil. It is the moment to forget about differences in race, caste, religion and gender and to be conscious of the same Divinity housing in each and all of us. The moment to forget about our outer appearances and to go to inner Oneness. The only way to true Love.

Like the Gopis and Gopas around their beloved Krishna in the ancient time
Big part of the fun is the play with gulul, the coloured powder.
The gulul helps us to see the unity of us all

The DAY OF HOLI, THE CELEBRATION OF ONENESS AND DIVINE LOVE

Text Prem Mallika, Images Deep Boel

Guru Sri Bhagavan awaits us in the prayerhall sitting on His chair. A line of devotees has formed before Him, eager to be colored by their Guru. It is a sacred moment when you kneel before your Guru and He tenderly colors your cheeks with a Loving smile on His face. We dance and dance around Him, so full of joy and colours. Like the Gopis and Gopas around their beloved Krishna in the ancient time. Everybody laughs and as time passes nobody can be recognised anymore. All the same color, all are the same. The celebration of Love, the celebration of ONENESS.

GULUL, THE COLOURED POWDER, TO VEIL THE APPARANT REALITY

Big part of the fun is the play with gulul, the coloured powder. Besides the joy it brings to throw the powder on everybody around you, this tradition has a far more deeper meaning. The gulul helps us to see the unity of us all by veiling all our outer differences. And I can assure you that at the end of the day I could not recognise anybody anymore. In the end all the different colours blended together in a vague, pinkish, redish colour. Everything had adopted this colour: our clothes, skin, hair… even the walls and floor. We were just one big mass of pinkish creatures; one big family.

It is a sacred moment
the joy it brings to throw the powder on everybody around you
We were just one big mass of pinkish creatures; one big family.
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