The Lalita Sahasranama · Part 6: The Form That Pervades the Cosmos

The part opens on a gentle note. First the Devi is invoked as the mother whose heart is gladdened by an offering of food sweetened with jaggery, and who shares happiness with her whole community of devotees. From here the garland of names turns inward, because the next name calls to mind Lakini Amba, the presiding goddess of the Manipura chakra.

Now the order of names descends into the six-petaled lotus of the Svadhishthana, where the yogini Kakini presides. She has four lovely faces, and in her hands a trident and other weapons, a noose, a skull-bowl, and the gesture of fearlessness. Her color is yellow, her bearing carries a lofty pride, and she is seated in the fat-tissue of living beings. An offering made from honey delights her, and powers such as Bandhini surround her.

The Devi whose heart is drawn to an offering of food mixed with curd now appears in the form of Kakini, and then the order of names descends further and settles on the lotus of the Muladhara. The Sakini here has five faces, she is fixed in the bone-tissue, she carries a goad and other weapons, powers such as Varada attend her, and her mind takes delight in an offering of food made from green gram. This yogini of the Muladhara bears the name Sakinyamba.

Now the order of names reaches the two-petaled lotus of the Ajna chakra, between the brows. The Hakini here is white in color, she has six faces, she is the presiding goddess of the marrow-tissue, and the powers Hamsavati and Kshamavati sit in her two petals. She has a special taste for an offering of food dressed with turmeric, and in this form she is called Hakini.

This ascent through the chakras comes to its summit. The Devi seated in the thousand-petaled lotus above the head is remembered, the lotus of a thousand petals held to lie above the six chakras. Here the kundalini that rose from the Muladhara meets Shiva, and the seeker tastes the nectar that streams from that union. The Devi seated in this supreme place is adorned with the glow of many colors, she holds every known weapon, she is fixed in the reproductive tissue, she faces every direction, she is pleased by offerings of food of every kind, and she presides as the yogini Yakini.

As soon as the garland of yoginis is complete, the order of names turns toward the yajna and the Veda. The Devi is that same ‘Svaha’ uttered at the close of the mantras when an oblation is poured into the fire, and that same ‘Svadha’ called out in the offering of water to the ancestors. She is present as ignorance and also as the wisdom that is the power of retention. She is shruti in the form of the Veda, and she is smriti in the form of the shastra that rests on the meaning of the Veda.

Now the hymn leans toward the greatness of the Devi and the merit-bearing chanting of her names. None is higher than she, her fame is holy and full of merit, and she is attained only by the pure of soul. Whoever hears and chants her name gains merit. Pulomaja, the wife of Indra, offers her worship. She is herself free of every bond and frees her devotees from bondage, her hair falls in curls, and she stands as vimarsha, the self-luminous awareness of the self.

Here the Devi is called the mother of the entire world. She is the root mother of the world built from all the elements, from ‘viyat,’ meaning ether, onward. In the order given by the Taittiriya Upanishad, ether arises from the atman, air from ether, fire from air, water from fire, and earth from water, and she is the womb of these five great elements and of the world fashioned from them. For this reason she stills all diseases and sorrows and saves her devotees from every kind of death.

The garland of names that follows touches the Devi’s many forms and stories. She is foremost among all, her form lies beyond the reach of thought, and she destroys the sins of the Kali age. Katyayani, who appeared in the line of the sage Kata; Kalahantri, who slays death; and the one whose refuge the lotus-eyed Vishnu takes: these are all her names. Her mouth is full of betel, her radiance is like the flower of the pomegranate, and her eyes are large and lovely, like the eyes of a doe.

Now the Devi is invoked as the enchantress, as the first of all, and as Mridani, the wife of Shiva. She is the friend of the whole world, forever content, the treasure and store of her devotees, she urges all living beings onto the good path, she is the sovereign of all, and she is attained only through the practice of friendliness and the other wholesome dispositions.

Here the names reach the Devi’s supreme and hidden form. When creation returns to its first principle, she remains the silent witness of the great dissolution. She is the primal and supreme Parashakti, she is Paranishtha, the highest goal and the highest ground, and she stands as pure, concentrated consciousness. Languid as though from drinking mead, free of every longing, drunk on bliss, she appears in the form of the letters of the alphabet.

Now the Devi appears dwelling on the great Kailasa, her creeper-like arms as soft and cool as the stalk of a lotus. She is worthy of worship and of homage, the very image of compassion, and she conducts the great empire of the three worlds. From here she is invoked in the forms of knowledge: the knowledge of the atman, Mahavidya as the ground of that self-knowledge, and Srividya as the Panchadashi mantra.

With the secret of the Srividya mantra, the garland of names deepens further. The Devi is served by Kamadeva, she is the sixteen-syllable Shodashakshari mantra, she is Trikuta, the three segments of the Panchadashi, and she is Kamakotika, of whom Shiva himself is only a single part. Countless Lakshmis, won over by a mere sidelong glance from her, remain in her service.

Toward the close, the names touch the Devi’s stations within the body. She is placed in the head and glows like the moon, she is placed on the brow between the eyebrows and shines with the radiance of a rainbow, she is placed in the heart and blazes like the light of the sun, and she shines as a flame within the triangle of the Sri Chakra.

The part comes to rest on the story of Sati and Daksha’s sacrifice. Dakshayani, the daughter of Daksha Prajapati; the slayer of the daityas; and the destroyer of that sacrifice of Daksha. Daksha gave Shiva no invitation to his great sacrifice, yet Sati went there unbidden, could not bear the insult to Shiva from her father’s lips, and gave up her body in the fire of yoga. Shiva brought forth Virabhadra, who wrecked the sacrificial pavilion. In this form the Devi is called the destroyer of Daksha’s sacrifice, and the six-hundredth name brings this part to rest on this story.