Flowers of
I had a chance to help make garlands with the ladies in Mayapur, they have at least a dozen large 6 ft golden deities (statues of various gods) and each one gets a fresh garland to wear everyday. One day I saw them made entirely of Dahlias.
Many nights in Vrindaban we went temple hopping, running around to these tiny ancient temples to get a final glimpse of a favorite deity By the end of the night we would be piled high with garlands around our own necks. There is really nothing like it, a flower hug, of slight weight and smell, it made me deliriously happy.
Love this entry-so amazingly intense!
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