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From a young age, I always felt a strange fascination with Chidambaram. I didn’t really know why, but whenever I heard the name, I felt drawn to it. There was something special about Chidambara Rashyam that caught my attention, and I would always listen carefully whenever it was mentioned.
When I turned 40, I decided to go on a trip to visit the Panchabhoota Shivalingams. I planned the trip in 2023, and thought I would start with Chidambaram, driving from Hyderabad, which is about a 16-hour journey. I had 18 years of driving experience and never had an accident. But, when I finally reached Chidambaram and was parking my car, something strange happened. I suddenly hit a wall very hard. I was completely shaken and couldn’t understand why it happened. But, I had finally reached my first Panchabhoota Shiva Linga.
Afterwards, I went to the temple, and to my surprise, a Deekshitar (a temple priest) welcomed me as though he knew me. Without me asking, he began explaining the complete history of the Chidambaram temple. He even invited me to his home for dinner, and I ended up meeting the other priests there, like a big family. After this experience, I continued my journey to visit all the Panchabhoota temples, and finally returned to Hyderabad after covering nearly 2000 kilometers.
From that point, until January 2025, I visited Chidambaram every month. Each time, I had unique experiences—meeting different people and learning more about the temple. One time, I got Kunchita Padam that had been on Nataraja for 24 hours, just before Ardra Darshanam. On Ardra Darshanam, I was gifted a Shivlinga by an unknown person. Many miraculous things happened during these visits. I also received my mantra deeksha from one of the Deekshitars there.
Through these visits, I came to understand what Chidambaram Rahasyam truly meant, thanks to one of the senior Deekshitars. I also began to observe different forms of the deity every time I visited. One Shivaratri, during my deep meditation in the temple, I felt an overwhelming sense of peace, as if my mind was completely blank for hours. It was then that I truly felt a deep connection to this temple. I felt like I belonged there, as if this temple was a part of me.
Vyāghrapāda is a revered sage (rishi) in Hindu tradition, especially known for his deep devotion to Lord Shiva, particularly at the sacred temple of Chidambaram (Nataraja Temple) in Tamil Nadu.
Long ago, in the sacred forests near Chidambaram, there lived a sage of great devotion named Vyāghrapāda. His heart beat only for one purpose — to worship Lord Shiva with the purest offerings, picked directly from the wild, untouched by even the softest morning dew.
Each day, he wandered through thick woods, thorny bushes, and rocky grounds, barefoot, searching for the freshest flowers to offer at the feet of Lord Nataraja, the cosmic dancer.
But his feet — human and delicate — began to bleed.
Thorns pierced, stones bruised, and insects bit. Yet, Vyāghrapāda never stopped. His pain only deepened his love. The only prayer on his lips was,
“Let me serve you, Lord, without harming Your earth or feeling the weight of the path.”
Touched by such pure, unwavering devotion, Lord Shiva appeared before him, radiant and compassionate. In a gesture of divine grace, He transformed Vyāghrapāda’s feet into those of a tiger — strong, swift, and gentle upon the earth.
From that day forward, Vyāghrapāda could leap high into trees, walk silently through forests, and pluck flowers from the tallest branches — all without pain, all without harm. His tiger limbs were not a curse, but a divine blessing, a reminder that when love is true, the Lord makes even the harshest journey gentle.
It is said that Vyāghrapāda, along with another great yogi — Patanjali (the serpent-bodied sage of yoga) — performed intense tapas at Chidambaram. Their prayers were answered when Lord Shiva appeared in his Ananda Tandava form, performing the cosmic dance of bliss just for them.
With eyes filled with tears and hearts overflowing with joy, the two sages bowed at the feet of Nataraja — witnesses to a moment where time stood still and the universe danced in rhythm with the divine.
Sage Patanjali is one of the most revered rishis in Indian tradition — known as the father of classical Yoga. He is the author of the Yoga Sutras, a profound collection of 196 aphorisms that form the foundation of Ashtanga Yoga — the eightfold path of spiritual growth.
But Patanjali is not just a philosopher or teacher — he is also considered a divine incarnation of Adi Shesha, the cosmic serpent who eternally serves Lord Vishnu.
He is often depicted as a half-human, half-serpent figure, symbolizing the awakening of spiritual energy (Kundalini) through discipline, devotion, and inner silence.
Chidambaram is no ordinary temple. It is where Lord Shiva dances as Nataraja — the Cosmic Dancer — revealing the rhythm and stillness behind creation. And it is here that Sage Patanjali found his heart's fulfillment.
Even today, their presence is honored in the Chidambaram Nataraja Temple. You can see sculptures of Patanjali with folded hands, lower body coiled like a serpent, standing beside Vyāghrapāda — both forever witnessing the Lord’s dance.
The Story of Sage Patanjali
Long, long ago — when time still moved gently through the breaths of sages and gods — the cosmic serpent Adi Shesha, upon whom Lord Vishnu rests, felt a stirring in his soul.
One day, as he listened to the Lord speak of Shiva's Ananda Tandava, the dance of bliss that shakes the heavens and silences the mind, Adi Shesha longed to see it — to witness, not just hear, the rhythm of creation and destruction move in perfect balance.
The desire grew so strong that Adi Shesha took birth on Earth, as a sage — one of wisdom, calmness, and deep spiritual fire. He was named Patanjali:
A soul who descended to Earth with his hands folded in devotion.
Patanjali wandered in search of that sacred place where the Lord’s feet touched the earth in divine rhythm. Guided by an inner knowing, he reached the forests of Chidambaram, the hidden space where Lord Shiva dances not for the world, but for the soul.
There, he met Sage Vyāghrapāda, the tiger-footed rishi, who too was waiting — longing to offer his devotion and witness the Lord’s cosmic dance.
Together, the two sages performed fierce tapasya, their bodies still, their minds absorbed, their hearts open wide.
Years passed. Seasons folded and unfolded. And then… in the stillness of their devotion, the sky shimmered.
The golden doors of the inner temple opened. In the space behind the curtain, in the silence of the soul, Lord Shiva appeared as Nataraja — the Lord of Dance.
He danced… not to entertain, but to reveal —
To show the rhythm of creation and destruction, the beat of life and death, the still point at the heart of motion.
Sage Patanjali, with his serpent form, bowed low. His heart saw what even gods wait to see — the truth moving, the truth still.
He had come from the heavens for this moment. And in that instant, he dissolved into the joy of witnessing the truth — not in silence, but in cosmic movement.
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