Female Ascetics by Satya dd

This post and the next few posts are taken from a blog of Satya Devi Dasi (http://satyadevidasi.blogspot.com/2007/08/female-ascetics-look-through-puranic.html). She's an ISKCON member and talks a little about her experience in pursuing the path of spiritual life while living in a female body. She talks a little about her own story and then give exemples of other women's stories. As it is a little long writing, I'll put just part of it first.



Female Ascetics--A Look Through Puranic Glasses

I wrote this many years ago, but it still seems current. My favorite line continues to be: "Never despise a woman even if she is despicable. " --Satya
As devotees, we are aware of why this world that we live in was created. We are clear about what we need to do while we are here. We know what we need to do to go back home, back to Godhead. But somehow, when we start to talk about what we need to do as men or women, these things seem to get mixed up.

As women, we have the duty of taking care of children and husbands, in addition to ourselves. We support them physically, emotionally, and spiritually. We have heard many times that a woman should always be protected by a man throughout her life: by her father in childhood, by her husband as a wife, and by her son in old age.

We have wonderful images and stories in our sampradaya of women in all these stages of life. Of young girls, we have the stories of Srimati Radharani and the Gopis. As married women and mothers, we have Srimati Rukmini, Satyabhama, Mother Yasoda, Draupadi, Kunti devi, Gandhari, and many others. As widows, we have the stories of Krsna's wives after He left the planet, the images of the wives of fallen warriors after the battle of Kurukshetra, or of Vishnupriya with her severe austerities. These women were courageous, faithful, austere, and had Krsna firmly in their hearts and minds. The images of these women nourish us and fill us with a similar kind of courage and faith, and help us to keep Krsna in our hearts and minds.

Imagery is very important in our lives. We need the forms, the stories, to fill an otherwise arid life. These stories permeate our lives and honor a range of values that are central to a woman's spiritual quest. They affirm our being as females, as devotees. This imagery has the power to liberate and reawaken parts of ourselves.

The topic of this paper is female ascetics. Women practice austerities through all stages of their lives. As Vaisnavas, we (men and women) observe fasting on ekadasi and certain holy days, we chant rounds on our japa beads, and we follow regulative principles. We behave in a caring way to all living entities. We are renunciates.

In India, additional austerities are very familiar in the lives of women. Vows are taken by very young girls for a good husband, by married women (as a pativrata) for the welfare and protection of their husband and families, and by widowed women for the continued protection of their families and departed husband. Saubhagya (good fortune or marital happiness), a transferable quality, is engendered and maintained through these vows by women for the continued sustenance of their families.

Srila Prabhupada wanted us to become Krsna conscious—to be conscious of Krsna at all times of the day and night, to serve Krsna, to love Krsna, and offer everything to Him. Through our daily activities, as his female disciples, we are trying to do that.

With all these topics in mind, I'd like to take you on a short journey. It’s part of my personal journey, but it could very well be the journey of other women in this audience or within other parts of the world. This model of being protected at all stages of life by a man has not been one that has fit me very well. My father left our family when I was three years old, I'm divorced now after being married for thirteen years, and have a grown daughter. No father, husband, or son is there to protect me. My attempts to fulfill this model in my life have only left me frustrated. Other attempts to create alternatives were also frustrating. I wondered what other women in our tradition had done. Were there stories of women who had chosen not to be married, of women who lived alone, or who were somehow outside of this model? I decided to look to the Puranas, the Mahabharata, and the Ramayana to see if I could find images and stories of other women that might be supportive, encouraging, or enlivening.

With a little digging, I found some stories that have been inspirational to me. I‘ve arranged the stories of these seven women into two groups—ascetic maidens or young ascetics who were unmarried, and then older female ascetics. In these stories, there are examples of women who rejected the role of wife and accepted the life of personal renunciation. Some were protected by sages and gurus in ashrama settings, and some lived or wandered about on their own. With some of the ladies, we see more of their life stories, but with some, we only have brief vignettes. I'd like to share them with you now without too much analysis.

In the Mahabharata, Madhavi, the daughter of King Yayati, was given a boon that after giving birth to a child she would become a virgin again. Galava, a disciple of Vishvamitra, approached her father King Yayati for his help in obtaining special horses for his guru. King Yayati, who was once wealthy, was not able to help, but offered his maiden daughter, Madhavi, instead. Galava took Madhavi to three different kings with the offer that Madhavi would "provide" sons for them in exchange for the needed horses. After Galava had obtained the horses he needed, he then took Madhavi back to her father. King Yayati organized a svayamvara for her at a hermitage near the confluence of the Ganges and Jamuna.

There was a gathering there of Snakes, Yakshas, men, birds, and deer, and the denizens of the mountains, trees, and woods. The forest teemed with the princes of diverse peoples and countries, and it was filled everywhere with Brahma-like seers. But when all the suitors were announced, the fair-complexioned woman passed by all of them and chose the forest as her bridegroom. Madhavi descended from the chariot, bowed to her relatives, then went to the holy forest and practiced austerities. (van Buitenen, v.3, p. 410 411)