A Place that stirred my Very soul.

The Lotus temple is my favorite building, the one above all others that has come to be the beginning of a new me; a second chance.
Whilst working in India I had the chance to visit this amazing marble clad structure. My visit was the most ethereal moving experience I have encountered.
I was doing a whistle stop, sightseeing, must do on your last day bus tour – not the way I like to do things, but people had presented me with the ticket, and they were so proud of their country and my gift there could only be  graciousness with my acceptance.
I may at another time elaborate on this extrordinary day, but for the moment I will introduce the building in all its spiritual beauty.

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This picture  for which i am very greatful is from pixaby link below.
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Now for Facts.

Lotus temple is open to people from all religions. It is one of the houses of Bahai Worship.

2. Bahai law emphasizes the universality of all religions. It states that House of Worship is a gathering place for people of all religions.

3. The law further states that only the holy scriptures of Bahai faith and other religions can be read or chanted inside in any language.

4. The readings and prayers can be set to music by choirs as per the law specified by Bahai religion.

5. No musical instruments can be played inside the house of God according to the followers of Bahai religion.

6. Furthermore, no sermons can be delivered. Hence, there is no place for practice of ritualistic ceremonies within this religious community.

7. Like other Bahai Houses of Worship, the Lotus Temple shares certain architectural elements. Some of these are specified in the Bahai scripture.

8. Abhui-Baha is the son of the founder of this religion. He had stipulated that the essential architectural character of a House of Worship should have a nine-sided shape.

9. All the Houses of Worship built by the Bahai community have dome in the central structure. However, the Lotus Temple does not have this characteristic architectural element.

10. There is no place for pictures, photos, statues or images in Bahai religion.

Source: http://www.buzzoop.com/travel/10…

“My Story Can Now Begin.”

The bus pulled up, it was  the middle of monsoon season and every surface glistened  from the rains of the morning. There were racks to leave your shoes and lockers to put your belongings,camera’s, phones, water, food.
I had a purse on a long leather strap across my body under my dupatta,  which is a shawl to cover my shoulders or head; necessary in some of the places I had to visit that day. My purse carried my medication some money and my Id, like the other visitors I had, no shoes,no bags, no camera, just space and myself.

Some of the people were guided outside around the perimeter, and a few inside, so that the space was uncompramised. At first the vastness is overwhelming the silence was unexplainable. I lay as others did on a marble pew or structure, where you looked into the centre of the lotus flower high above me. My breath and occasional rustling as people settled were the only sounds. I lay for maybe fifteen minutes time dissipated, it was as if I was waiting for something; then it came.

A small bird fluttered around the beams and rested as high as he could get, he threw back his head and sang; the notes reverberated off every surface magnifying each note. I realised I’d been holding my breath, as i gasped he disappeared just as quickly as he appeared. My moment will stay forever 2009 in many ways marked a turning point a new life for me, with this experience at the top.
I hope you liked my memory and would love to know if a place holds something special for you all comments are welcomed and answered promptly.
This post was provoked out of me by Niki touch this to see her post please like or comment

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31 thoughts on “A Place that stirred my Very soul.

  1. It is beautiful and so are your words and written piece. I had an English friend who was of this faith, many years ago, at the time I hadn’t come across it before. My husband was in India 10 years. Never saw this I am sure. Lovely blog Ellen, really enjoy it. Hope you are well. 🙂

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  3. Every so often you enter a building and there is nothing else. Mine is the church I attended as a child through my teens. I felt such comfort, peace and safety there, and at times I thought I saw the statue of the Blessed Mother smile at me. I will make this as short as possible so I will tell you that today I am 72 and when life gets hectic or I get disillusioned by the goings on in this world of ours, In my mind I take myself back to that little church and quietly walk down the center isle, genuflect to my Lord and sit in the pew. I tell him and all the saints what is troubling me and when I leave I feel much better. The reason I think is because when I was a child, whenever I went to that church and worshipped, as I left I had the most wonderful feeling. It was almost like I could fly.

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  4. That brought back memories of when we visited the temple in August 1990. It was fairly new then and we thought it amazing. So different from all the temples we had been visiting in Rajasthan.

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