Children are playing, as every child is playing. Playing hide and seek, posing to be photographed, whatever. What is particular here in Kanchipuram, in India – at least for me – is that the playground is an ancient Temple full of sculptures of divinities.
And it is not a non active Temple, something like a Museum or an archaeological site people would visit with the feeling to walk between the shadow of the past. It is a living Temple, people come to pray, to pay their respect and devotion to the Gods on a daily basis.
There is something strong in India, which is the link between profane and sacred. Of course that in the “Sancto Sanctorum”, the most sacred place of the Temple where usually can be found the “Lingam” of the God, the symbol of creation, only Indian Devotees can enter. I respect that, and I consider it correct. There is always need to isolate and thus protect the most sacred from the profane. But at the same time, everybody can enter the other parts of the Temple, and there you’ll find people speaking, eating, talking about any matter, and children playing.
As a result, the Sacred dimension is at the same time protected and linked to the daily life. It is thus accessible by all. It is part of life and not “apart” of it.
What can we learn from this? What I understand is that there is nothing exclusively “Profane” or “Sacred”. Both are linked, and we can find the Sacred – which would be the higher meaning, the significant – in each and every of our daily so called “profane” actions. Or to put it simpler: Never accept to perform an act without meaning.