When looking at this picture, I cannot help being overwhelmed by the beauty of it.
There is a female person, in refined temple-dress, colorful and detailed. She once was young, her gentle face still reflects her beauty as a young girl, and she still feels young at heart. She's devoting her time for offerings to the spirits. Nothing much, but with a devoted expression on her face that shows, in a calm and at the same time ecstatic way, how happy she is to be able to be in contact with the spiritual world. She and her offerings are one.
There is an unspeakable beauty in this unity, in the graciousness of her moving her hand and planting the stick, in the smile on her face, in the refinement of her clothing. Added to the detailed surroundings, the colorful decoration of the shrine, the elaborated art of the "pura", it is a perfect experience.
We live in a world where some are afraid of the "clash of religions". She's not. She feels connected to the higher world.
I am so privileged to have witnessed her presence and her offerings.
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