I asked a Sadhu at the Kumbh Mela: “why do men worship the goddess on our walls, but rape women in their homes?” In his smoky haze he said: “when you see your own divinity and strength, all else will follow.” Convenient for a man to say, but perhaps there’s some truth here: instead of waiting to be liberated, I began to make an active effort to reclaim my right to my body, to public space, and spirituality. This is where Fearless began. By the banks of the Ganga, I painted an image of Durga upon her consort- a tiger- and a little girl and her cat looking up at her: “What We Worship We Shall Become” .