प्रत्यंगिरा प्रत्यंगिरा, मां प्रत्यंगिरा! मूल शक्ति, तीव्र शक्ति! आपकी कृपा हो और मैं दो शब्द बोल-लिख पाऊँ।
My experience with Mata Pratyangira has been beyond amazing, and I’ve always tried not to act foolish around her. I don’t consider myself special—whatever I’ve experienced with Deities has always felt normal to me, but that “normal” appears extraordinary in the eyes of others.
There’s a stark difference in how Dhumavati Devi appears and how Kali Devi appears, and I have seen them with open eyes. I have never met other sadhaks with such experiences, and no one’s descriptions have matched the level I’ve always looked for. That’s why I sometimes write—there’s a difference in how they come, and in what happens before they appear.
I’ve never had the urge to “see” them with open eyes—yet that freedom has always been given. Even right now, if I wish, I can see them. But Mata Pratyangira is completely different. I have never been able to see her directly, yet I know she is unlike any other form.
With her, fear is natural. She is not for the faint-hearted, and she doesn’t “play around.” People must be extremely cautious with her. Many wanted me to put warning labels on my experiences—this is the post that actually deserves those warnings.
I’ve learned to be careful about what I ask of her. She may grant it, but I will learn a lesson after receiving it. She is beyond dangerous—“danger” itself is too small a word. Once, I simply asked for her experience, and that alone shattered all imagination—words could not capture the limits.
Once, I was plain stupid and said: “Mother, I want to visit all the places with you.” She said, “Fine. Sleep at this time, and I’ll take you myself.” I cannot count how many worlds I traveled through that night with her. At the end, she sent me back into my body with a gentle push, and even that gentle push was so powerful that I saw my body lying on the bed, and myself entering it from above, parallel.
I don’t know what I did to deserve her grace.
Back then, I used to arrive early at the office, look at her form, and repeat my mantra. I was a newbie. One morning, the department head began the usual daily meeting, but before starting he went on a rant about how the younger generation has been ruined by mobiles. He was unusually vulgar and angry, and I wondered why. I looked up—he was staring directly at me, like he wanted to eat me alive. I thought maybe it was just coincidence, or maybe he’d gone senile.
He took 10 minutes for the day’s lineup and wasted 50 minutes abusing mobiles. Everyone was confused. After the meeting, everyone returned to their desks. Fifteen minutes later, he suddenly screamed at the top of his lungs and ran outside the office. Out of nowhere, his father had been pushed off the terrace while taking a walk.
Second time, in another company, a top security head took a bike lift from me. I was deeply absorbed in Pratyangira mantra during those days, and used to enjoy my bike rides with full intensity. He tapped my helmet hard and said, “Raghav, drive properly—don’t breakdance on the bike.” He tapped again, and then again—three times. I somehow controlled myself and dropped him midway. He was laid off the next day without warning. He was an experienced man with a secure job.
With Mata Pratyangira, reversing a prayog takes less than five minutes. When called for help, she helps like nothing else. She is incredibly powerful. I feel so intertwined with her that it becomes difficult to type what I want. I don’t like discussing her with people. I was crazy about her, and I still am.
I want to write about her, but it drags me into old memories. Maybe some other time. I love Devi Mata Pratyangira. I’ve never imagined her as a lion-faced goddess—just someone extremely close to my heart, or maybe my heart itself. I cannot live or breathe without her mantra. Even if I don’t intend to repeat it, my lips move and my mind starts chanting.
Whoever has seen Devi Pratyangira through my (now discontinued) technique—where I used to request Pratyangira and other deities to appear with closed eyes—always saw the other deities after I named them. But in her case, I never revealed the name beforehand. The subject would simply say, “Whoever it is, it’s too bright—it hurts to look even with closed eyes.” Then I would internally offer a respectful farewell, and they would feel relief as she departed.
Such is Mata Pratyangira.
सौम्य और उग्र बस दो में ही संकलन को न समेटे !
शांत, उग्र , प्रचंड , घोर और तीव्र को जाने !
उदाहरण : देवी प्रत्यंगिरा तीव्र श्रेणी में आती है !


Greetings! Love and Light from Aastha Musings~