Our Story

Many thousands of years ago, there was a beautiful enchanted forest amidst a family of hills called Kailash Giri in South India. These hills were so very beautiful that Lord Vishnu chose to place his holy feet on that earth and walk upon those rugged plains in the cool of the evenings. His feet were so sublime, that the hills became sacred forever, and never ceased to delight any traveler on their path. In time, Krishna followed suit, playing his flute across the very same foothills, dancing in the folds of green groves and wild forests. He made this forest his home and lived there for decades to come.

 

It happened that many years after that, when those days were long gone, Rishis felt inexplicably drawn to these hills, and made it their home. And there - in the heart of that nature - and in accordance with the holy Vedas, they began deep and fervent prayer for a goddess called Narayani to manifest in human form in that very place. And because the prayers were filled with such true longing, and because the hills were sacred, every leaf and every rock and every blade of grass heard that supplication, and did not forget...

 

But as the centuries passed, local villagers began to cut down trees for firewood, and people became deeply oblivious. They never remembered to re-plant what they had taken, and so the forest became forgotten by the people. But the land never forgot them.

 

Then one day, not so long ago, all the prayers of all time were remembered, and the Goddess Narayani finally appeared in those foothills in human form, just as the Rishi's had dreamed her. She breathed sakthi force into all the green spaces, re-planting all the forgotten trees and restoring the enchanted forest to its most glorious original form. Every time she placed her holy feet upon the land, all of nature danced because it was awake in pure harmony once again.

 

This is the story of Green Sakthi…