Lotuses at Temple Of The Tooth
Dorothy is down from Oz and I took her to see Kandy. She takes off her chequered shoes to enter each temple, watching curiously as I worship the Vishnus and Kataragamas behind painted cloth. She was surprised at the coexistence of Hindu and Buddhist worship, until she saw it at every site in the Temple Loop (Gadaladeniya, Lankathilake, Embekka). The holy Temple Of The Tooth is also next to a Christian church, its stained glass once blown out by the LTTE. She was horrified by that past but captivated by the present moment. It was unusually empty in the Temple. Amazingly powerful and serene.
Normally the shrine room is a cacophonous mess of stampeding children, idle chatter and heat. Yesterday, perhaps because of looming rain and elections, the site was quite empty. And peaceful. On the way up she was curious about the inefficiency of worshiping statues, teeth and trees, but being there I think one kinda gets it. I mean, one still treks across great distances to see this wizardry, even if there may be nothing under the screen.