The ‘Current’ of Patriarchy: Feminization of Rivers in Indian Mythology by Dhruv Kabra

The Ganga, Yamuna, Saraswati, Kaveri, and Godavari are all goddesses. In contrast, the mountains- Meru, Kailasa, Himalaya are male gods or their celestial abodes. Perhaps this is not just a coincidence but a deliberate gendered imagination that reveals how patriarchal structures flow through the very geography of the sacred.

Indian rivers are predominantly personified as women, with the lone masculine river, Brahmaputra serving as a subversive exception that divulges the somewhat gendered logic of sacred geography.

The Containment of Divine Power

Ganga, the most revered river goddess in India, is born in the heavens, but her descent to earth is mediated by Shiva. His matted locks absorb her torrent, lest her power shatter the earth. Ganga’s sacredness is based on her containment. Feminine energy is revered, but only if domesticated by a male god.

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Painting Saraswati By Angela Yarber

Saraswati reminds me that the divisions between fields are our construction; that academics can be creative, art can be holy, and preaching can engage the mind. 

I was precariously perched atop a file cabinet tacking a giant cloth to the wall when another staff member entered my office.  “What’s that?” she asked, puzzled, and pointing to the massive cloth now covering my wall.  “Saraswati,” I responded, hopping off the file cabinet, “the Hindu goddess of arts, creativity, and learning.”  She raised her eyebrows.  “Our previous Baptist preacher didn’t have any Hindu goddesses hanging on the wall,” she said with a wry smile.  “I guess I’m not your average Baptist preacher,” I chuckled.

For years I have been searching for Saraswati, claiming her as my patron saint, the one who guides my path as I navigate three seemingly disparate callings: artist, scholar, and preacher.  In Saraswati, these three callings merge.  Naturally, I hang a giant image of her on my office wall and wear a pendant bearing her likeness around my neck.  She reminds me that the divisions between fields are our construction; that academics can be creative, art can be holy, and preaching can engage the mind.  These three seemingly disparate callings do not have to be mutually exclusive.  Saraswati certainly wouldn’t see them this way. Continue reading “Painting Saraswati By Angela Yarber”