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Boooommm!!!!! It explodes right in front of my feet. An adolescent girl has thrown a bamboo stick, which has been heated on the fire, on the ground at my feet. It is like a firework. She laughs at me with a friendly but triumphant grin. It is Shiva Rattri, the Night of Shiva, the birthday of the Great God. All around the large lake of Pokhara bonfires are being lit in the twilight, as is done in Germany at Easter time. The air is pregnant with dhupa and hashish. Ecstatic drumming rings from every direction. An excited woman leaps across my line of sight. She is like a maenad, I think to myself, and remember that I have drunk an entire bottle of bhang as twilight set in. The woman has a drum (madhal) hung around her neck. She beats on the drum wildly, but in a positively divine rhythm. I vibrate with her. She is "out of her gourd" as we would say. Drumming, she jumps over the large fire and screams in ecstasy, quivering like you cant even begin to imagine. She is one with Shiva. She is his shakti, one thousand percent! She sweeps me away. Suddenly I see Shiva laughing in front of me. Where am I? Is this still the banks of lake Pokhara? Staggering, I allow myself to be carried along with the dancer and the drummer. I think to myself: "This is where I belong, this is where I am allowed to be."

Almost twenty years later I am at a techno party in north Germany. It has the pompous name Shiva Moon. I like the north German techno or psychedelic trance music. It gets into my bones like the ecstatic drumming of the Nepalese woman. Shiva Moon-that is nothing other than janaipurni, or the Jhankri Mela on Kalinchok or other sacred sites in the Himalayas. I let my body dance; again I see Shiva in front of me. "Hi! It's all good!" What are you supposed to say to Shiva? He knows everything already.

Slowly I begin to understand. We dont need any religion, we require ecstasy. Only through this amiable to comprehend the sacredness of nature. Only through this am I able to understand myself as a meaningful piece of the universe. Ecstasy serves not only the healing of the sick; it helps every person to deepen their understanding of themselves and nature as well. It offer us perspectives that we previously had no idea existed. Bum Shankara-many thanks, Shiva! I will carry this lesson in my heart. (CR)

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