The Divine Madman

The Divine Madman is of great importance to the Bhutanese. On almost every house you will find his imprint – a phallus symbol – painted on the wall or hanging from the roof as a wooden giant.  The phallus symbol is important to ward off evil and to bring luck.

Chimi Lhakang is situated on a hill in this beautiful rural area – the small white building to the left close to the mountain.

This day, we had some slow raindrops contributing to the green fields.

Clouds hanging low, but not a wind.

Blessings are important – even to the fields that should feed the people.

On our way up to Lobesa and the Lhakang, we had lunch and stopped by several shops selling masks and phalluses. The red mask is worn at the dances and the phallus on top is to swing out and bless people in the audience.

On reaching the temple, the rain had stopped, and young men and women were spinning the prayer wheels while circumambulating. Both men and women come to Chimi Lhakhang, and not only for fertility wishes. Often, when their child is born, they come back here to give him or her a name. Inside the temple there are bamboo sticks with names on them, if you prefer to let chance decide.

Equality is essential in Bhutan, and often it is the woman who inherits her parents. Marriage is no longer a business matter – people marry out of love.  It is also no big deal with a divorce – should the couple not be happy in their marriage. And, I think I said it before – I have never seen so many men taking good care of and playing openly with their children.


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  2. Another wonderful post about Bhutan, Ann-Christine. I am enjoying them very much. I know so little about their culture and I appreciate your insights! Lovely photos too. Enjoy your day. 🙂

  3. Lovely images. I fear that I’m immature enough to giggle at the displays. I was giggling right now, loud too. 😀 Possibly if you’re there it’s a different feeling than simply encountering phalluses on a Leya’s post. 😀 😀

    • Haha – well, I laughed when looking at my photos (inwardly when taking them…), but the Bhutanese are serious about this. No giggling.

    • Thank you, Mabel. A place of heart and soul – yes. That is why I Love it. Being developed is not what I am looking for. Being genuine is.

      • Being genuine. A wise nugget of thought from you, Leya. Again something from you I will keep in mind. One can never be too genuine and just themselves.

      • Very. Only the oldest farmers could not speak it. Everywhere in the cities children and young people were very knowledgeable. One of the Swedish women on our tour said her son was not as good at English as the Bhutanese. They start English in their first years at school, and it is not unusual that they continue their studies in India, Australia or England. School is free too…and so is health care.

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