Kali Energy
The concept of Kali energy keeps coming onto my path. It started from a Yoga Journal article I read awhile back. Then I’d randomly find myself inspired to strike her pose. And I had an amazing mystical experience involving energy shooting up from my root chakrah. Yeah, that too.
I guess I am a skeptic-mystic because I research my experiences against the full force of human narratives available to me. I value humanity. Its a beautiful thing. And my experiences really aren’t that unusual in the big picture (ie multicultural) account of human experience.
Talk about Kali energy comes up more and more often these days. Like the need for more feminine energy in the world; re-balancing gender relationships. When I had my own mystical experience, there was a an overwhelmingly strong message about the need for feminine power in our culture. An emotive description of why we must return to a more goddess-based culture that I find hard to articulate. I don’t write that because I believe that to be true. I write it because its what I heard.
And then, I started thinking in paradoxes only. Kali, in a sense, is the goddess of paradox. She’s the mother who will love you to death.
“So terrifying do these bloody rites seem that few understand Kali’s spiritual significance. As a symbol of the worst we can imagine, as the most extreme picture of our fears, she offers us a chance to face down our own terror of annihilation. Ramakrishna and other great Indian poets sang rapturously of Kali, for they understood that she is a blissful goddess. Once faced and understood, these mystics say, Kali frees her worshipers of all fear and becomes the greatest of mothers, the most comforting of all goddesses.”
I swear to God, as a mother, that I would eat you before I would let you harm my child. There is something brutal about love, and its a brutality we should respect. I’m keeping my eye on Kali.
Daniel Pinchbeck writes about the Power of Kali in chaper five of his book. He opens the chapter with the following quote:
“It is the self within our selves that we have to sacrafice
It is our own heart that has to be torn out of the false being and offered to the light.”
-Pyramid of Fire: The Lost Aztec Codex
To learn more about Kali, check out this Kali article, which is where I snatched the above quote. Also, check out the Yoga Elements newsletter which is where I snatched the above graphic.

January 18th, 2010 at 9:40 pm
There is a destructive, forest fire-like power to love, I think.
I agree with you @ the mother thing – I would rip someone’s heart out with my bare hands before letting them hurt my child. My most visceral responses in life boil down to moments when I have to hold back a desire to kill for the two people I love most.
The heart being torn out – makes me think of your post about losing everything.
I wonder if that’s not what we’ve been doing all along this experience, you know? When I think about the pain and beauty all mixed together…
January 18th, 2010 at 9:42 pm
Speaking of pain and beauty, I just watched “The Story of O.”
January 18th, 2010 at 9:44 pm
I’ve read the book… Yes, pain and beauty.
January 18th, 2010 at 9:46 pm
I’ve never seen the film. Maybe need to add to my NF queue. Interesting reviews.
January 18th, 2010 at 9:47 pm
I just watched it on netflix on-demand. I’ve got roku now!
January 18th, 2010 at 9:47 pm
i will check it out.
January 19th, 2010 at 2:26 am
Kali, huh? I have not studied the gods and goddesses much so this was new to me, but the way you wrote this post is so forthright (that’s the word that came to me) that I certainly want to know more. Thanks for the links. The insight, too.