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Astitva Devi- The Goddess of Just Existing, 2025. Framed digital print, 20” x 16”. $200
In a world that demands productivity, perfection, and a sense of cure, Astitva Devi was born from a stillness that refuses to fade away. She did not arrive in a chariot of fire or descend from the stars; instead, she emerged from a hospital bed, a street corner, a wheelchair, or a breath taken slowly and deliberately. Her power lies not in doing more, but in being fully and unapologetically.
Astitva Devi holds no sword. Her power is presence. Her miracles are small and life-saving: a deep exhale, a moment of rest, a door held open. Her body is not a battlefield to be won, but a sanctuary filled with stories, wounds, adaptations, and joy. Her eternal companion, Godzooky the Dog, walks by her side. A divine service animal with soft ears and sharper instincts, Godzooky is a holy embodiment of interdependence, loyalty, and access. Where Astitva Devi goes, Godzooky follows, opening more than just physical doors — he opens space for connection, support, and dignity. Together, they show that divine strength often comes not in independence but in mutual care.
She teaches that to exist as a disabled person is divine, revolutionary, and enough. There is no need to prove yourself or perform for others; simply being is holy. Her followers are those who have been told by the world to shrink, fix themselves, or disappear. In her gaze, they are always seen. In her stillness, they are always held. Astitva Devi does not demand devotion. She reminds you that you are sacred just as you are. And if you forget, Godzooky will be there with his tail wagging to guide you home to yourself.
Astitva Devi- The Goddess of Just Existing, 2025. Framed digital print, 20” x 16”. $200
In a world that demands productivity, perfection, and a sense of cure, Astitva Devi was born from a stillness that refuses to fade away. She did not arrive in a chariot of fire or descend from the stars; instead, she emerged from a hospital bed, a street corner, a wheelchair, or a breath taken slowly and deliberately. Her power lies not in doing more, but in being fully and unapologetically.
Astitva Devi holds no sword. Her power is presence. Her miracles are small and life-saving: a deep exhale, a moment of rest, a door held open. Her body is not a battlefield to be won, but a sanctuary filled with stories, wounds, adaptations, and joy. Her eternal companion, Godzooky the Dog, walks by her side. A divine service animal with soft ears and sharper instincts, Godzooky is a holy embodiment of interdependence, loyalty, and access. Where Astitva Devi goes, Godzooky follows, opening more than just physical doors — he opens space for connection, support, and dignity. Together, they show that divine strength often comes not in independence but in mutual care.
She teaches that to exist as a disabled person is divine, revolutionary, and enough. There is no need to prove yourself or perform for others; simply being is holy. Her followers are those who have been told by the world to shrink, fix themselves, or disappear. In her gaze, they are always seen. In her stillness, they are always held. Astitva Devi does not demand devotion. She reminds you that you are sacred just as you are. And if you forget, Godzooky will be there with his tail wagging to guide you home to yourself.