Six months ago I was cruising down Interstate 88 through Aurora, Illinois in search of the outlet mall. Out of the corner of my eye I spy this amazing temple structure that looked as if it were carved from butter. I nearly slammed on my breaks to get a better view. Immediately, I sought an exit. Between the insane construction, the intense 80 mph traffic and my being unfamiliar with the area, it became impossible. I continued traveling on down the road, vowing to return and investigate this place that seemed so out of place in the suburbs of Chicago.

I was so drawn to this building I couldn’t stop thinking about it. Yesterday, while driving my son back to Chicago, we had the opportunity to actually visit the temple, learn about its history and view the interior.

Known as The Sri Venkateswara Swami Temple, or “Balaji Temple,” building began in 1986 after nine Hindu families donated the 20 acres of land where the temple now sits. Walking up to the shrine from the parking lot, you become very much aware of a sense of beauty and sanctity. Elaborate architectural motifs adorn the entire building inside and out. The traditional Indian design consists of a central space flanked by colorful deity shrines on either side where offerings of fruit and flowers are displayed. Events are celebrated and marked with upbeat music, vibrant decorations and flamboyant feasts consisting of traditional Indian foods of all kinds. Many of these treats are sold inside the temple when you first enter.

















It also becomes obvious that tradition is important and respected here. We were immediately asked to remove our shoes upon entering the temple. Inside, women were dressed in gorgeous silk saris, as were some of the men who sat in meditation and prayer. I am not familiar enough with the religion to tell you anything more about the deities or what goes on inside, other than the fact that we were welcomed with open arms. We were also not asked for donations, though I made one freely. I was allowed to carry my camera inside, but asked not to take pictures. The fun part for me was that my son has traveled throughout Indonesia, including Thailand and Angkor Wat, so he was able to give me a bit of information regarding some of the religious practices.

I have to tell you that I am in the middle of reading “Eat, Pray, Love” for the 4th time and I felt very Liz Gilbert!