Lord Hanuman is a monky and an avatar of Lord Shiva- one of the big "three" in the hindu religion. In my head I like to picture him like this -
Hoho - a.k.a. "The Monkey King" Ni Hao Kai Lan
But that's just because I've seen that episode of Kai Lan about 2 gagillion times... the reality is that Hanuman looks more like this -
Lord Hanuman is the son of Anjana who was cursed and the only way to break the curse was to bare the avatar of Shiva which would be known as Hanuman. This is what she did. When Hanuman was born to Anjana, just before she retruned to the heavens, she told her son that he would never die and that fruits as ripe as the sun would be his food.
Now, Hanuman was a very impetous god, that is to say he had ADHD on steroids and then mixed with speed and maybe a jolt or two. When his mother said that "fruit was as ripe as the sun" he heard "THE SUN'S YOUR FOOD!" With his super powers, being a god he had quite a few, he lept from the ground and shot into the heavens inching closer and closer to that bright big ball in the sky, slaviating the entire way. Indra, another diety, had to strike him down with lightening.
The thing about Hanuman was that he was gifted. So smart he mastered all Hindu scriptures in a mere 60 days. He was strong, could fly and many other things - but he was impetious and would nearly kill himself each time he jump at anything he wanted to do.
So it was decided. A curse was brought forth on Hanuman - this curse only allowed Hanuman to see his greatness when others showed it to him. He could still do all those crazy wonderful things but he never knew - except for a moment here or a moment there - that he could.
I am Hanuman.
You are Hanuman.
We are ALL Hanuman.
No - we don't look like a monkey adorned with gold and jewels but we have gifts that we don't see because life just gets in the way. We don't see them until someone else says "Hey!" and you think "Oh yeah... I FORGOT!"
I learned of Hanuman a few weeks ago at an immersion I was part of and I do the story no justice, but the little monkey amuses me more than I can say. Then this week (which included the saddest day of the year, January 24th) as I sat depressed, again, I woke up so sad and I said, "Please, please help me. A sign. Something to help me keep going." And last night in class, a class I didn't want to go to, she spoke of Hanuman. I went to that class because of a comment that was posted, that comment made me say "I can do this. I WILL do this."
Today is a new day.
Know you're never alone, even when you feel so alone your heart breaks slowly in your own darkness. There is nothing wrong with being a crazy little monkey - well, unless you plan on throwing pooped at me.