18 March 2008

Patala Lingam

On a recent visit to Arunachaleswarar Temple I noticed some great photographs on the walls of the Patala Lingam. It was in the cellar of the Lingam, that Ramana performed severe tapas, remaining in samadhi and totally oblivious to the wretchedness of his living conditions amongst scorpions and fireants.

The first photogaph is of the beautiful Pali Thirtam, which is the tank adjacent to Sri Ramana Ashram.


The below shows you the condition of the Patala Lingam during the 1940's before renovation.

And now the Patala Lingam after renovation.


Another photograph on the walls of the Patala Lingam, is a narrative recording the life of Bhagavan Sri Ramana and Tiruvannamalai. For those of you who haven't yet visited Tamil Nadu, I've left part of the Tamil translation, so you can see what the Tamil script looks like.


Below a photograph taken up at the caves on Arunachala, of the young Sri Ramana Maharshi at the age of 21.




Next is a split photograph, the top half being of Ayanakulam Tank (which is the tank that Sri Ramana disrobed when he came to Arunachala) and the bottom half of the photograph is of Pavala Kundru - one of the most beautiful Shakti Temples at Arunachala. It is the place that Parvati was meant to have lived whilst performing tapas at Arunachala. In more recent times, it is the place that Sri Ramana was living, when his Mother arrived at Tiruvannamalai.



The last photograph is of the top half Skandashram and the bottom Virupaksha Caves. Virupaksha Cave has a long history and was often inhabitated by saints and sages, including Sri Ramana Maharshi. But Skandashram is an original and was actually a labour of love constructed by a devotee name Skanda (thus Skandashram) for his Guru, Sri Ramana.

Arunachaleswarar Temple, with its huge 25 acre compound is replete with history - a fascinating and inspirational Temple to visit and spend time, again and again.



1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I'm from Portugal. I visited Patala Lingam last year August.2012. I sat on the ground near a column, closed my eyes and just stayed there in silence expecting to feel The Presence of The Maharshi. I opened my eyes and observed these photos on the Wall. Suddenly, I noticed on the floor, by my side, one very small package made of newsprint paper, carefully and artfully folded... it contained sacred clay to make tilaka... I felt blessed...