On Thursday I took the opportunity to visit the City God
Temple in the center of Xi’an. This temple is exemplary in a few different
ways. The temple’s architecture and organization are unique and beautiful, it
portrays an incredible amalgamation of Daoism, Confucianism, and local
religion, as well as, most importantly, the temple is still in use by many of
the locals. Visiting the temple was quite an invaluable and rewarding
experience.
The temple is extremely hard to miss as it stands as an
enormous red and gold monument to the past, its archways jutting into the street
and looming over passerby. The passage into the temple is crowded with various
street vendors, the majority of whom sell incense and prayer papers, which are
more expensive at their usage points further into the temple. Due to such
market activity, the entrance is loud and boisterous, goods from produce to
children’s toys being hawked and bartered. This is why it is even more
startling to enter the silence of the temple proper. In Confucian style, the
temple is bisected into two courtyards, the first of which, in earlier days,
would be for guests and visitors, and the second for family, or in the case of
a temple, the clergy. The guest courtyard is dominated by a large pool full of
koi, surrounded by tables where monks in robes and old men played Chinese chess
and loudly debated ideas.
Once you walk over the divide into the second, private
courtyard of the temple, the ambiance changes once again. Here, two rooms lie
on either side of the courtyard, and a large building rests at the back. The
smell of incense fills the air. There were no other tourists. Instead, a few
locals walked past, placing incense in the burner and entering the large building
gin the back to pay their respect to the gods within. The side rooms each
contained three statues to local gods, their interiors ornately painted.
Entering the main building at the rear placed you in the middle of five
gargantuan statues, forefront of which was the City God of Xi’an, wise, robed
and gilded. As is common in Daoism, the philosophy had fused itself with the
local religion, becoming a Daoist temple to the city’s local gods.
This temple is an awe and wonder inspiring feat of
architecture; the style and beliefs it holds are a beautiful blending of
Confucian, Daoist, and local beliefs. It was a privilege to be given the
opportunity to visit such a spectacle.