In the Rgveda, Sarasvati is a river as well as its personfication as a goddess. In the post-Vedic age, She began to lose her status as a river goddess and became increasingly associated with literature, arts, music, etc. In Hinduism, Saraswati represents intelligence, consciousness, cosmic knowledge, creativity, education, enlightenment, music, the arts, and power. Hindus worship her not only for “secular knowledge”, but for “divine knowledge” essential to achieve moksha.
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Today we ventured down to the Pilot House Marina to set sail on Barnacle Bill, a sweet little boat that carried us out on the steamy waters of the Potomac River. On our stroll down the dock we passed a cute boy cleaning a tugboat while country songs blared from a nearby radio. Part of me wanted to stay there with him.
I looked around at all the boats in the marina, wondering what their stories were. I wondered if any of them have ever been caught in bad weather, or seen a river monster. Boats have sweet, exciting lives- like evolved fish that get to play in the water but dock on land. I used to be more like a fish when I was younger. I grew up in the tides of Southern California- a water baby at heart. Now I’m more like a boat. Like Saraswati, I’ve retired my status as a river goddess in pursuit or the arts, but I always feel at home around water and the sound of crashing waves.
It was beautiful out on the water- reminded me of the best vacation I ever had when was maybe 15 and my best friend and I spent two weeks with her family on Lake Hartwell down in South Carolina. We played the entire time- boating, jet skiing, wakeboarding, tubing, tanning, exploring. The scenery today was surprising similar- calm, murky waters surrounded with trees pulsing with dew. I couldn’t resist jumping and diving off every edge of the boat. Think it was that inner river goddess…