The Soul, Untouched
The soul, in its native form, is luminous and immaculate. The dust of karma is gathered, never inherent — and so, it can also be released.
Read the TeachingWhere the soul meets stillness, karma dissolves into light — discover the timeless presence of the Thirteenth Jain Tirthankara.
“Vimala — the immaculate, untouched by the dust of karma.”
This sanctuary is devoted to the life, light and liberation of Vimalanatha Bhagwan — a soul of unblemished purity who walked the earth, taught humanity, and dissolved into the eternal radiance of Siddhahood. Here, ancient wisdom meets quiet contemplation.
Reverence for every living being — the foundation upon which the soul grows still.
Truth without ornament — speech aligned with conscience, word as a sacred offering.
Inner discipline as a flame — burning away the residues of passion and pride.
Liberation as homecoming — the soul, untethered, returning to its native radiance.
Born into the noble Ikshvaku dynasty, Vimalanatha Bhagwan emerged in the holy city of Kampilya as the Thirteenth Tirthankara of our present descending half-cycle. Son of the righteous King Kratavarma and the gracious Queen Shyamadevi, his very name — Vimala, the immaculate — foretold a soul untouched by the dust of karma.
Through royal duties, the awakening of detachment, severe penance and the dawning of omniscience, he revealed to humanity the path of inner clarity. Today, he abides as a Siddha — a liberated soul, forever beyond birth and death — yet his teaching remains, fragrant as sandalwood, lighting the way for every seeker.
The soul, in its native form, is luminous and immaculate. The dust of karma is gathered, never inherent — and so, it can also be released.
Read the TeachingAhimsa is not merely the absence of harm — it is an active reverence, a tender attentiveness extended to every breathing being.
Read the TeachingLiberation is not a sudden gift — it is the patient art of unmaking attachment, a quiet discipline polished daily into clarity.
Read the TeachingAn auspicious dawn in Kampilya — the sky soft with celestial fragrance — welcomed the Thirteenth Tirthankara to the earthly realm.
Crowns and palaces fell from his hands as silently as autumn leaves — for the soul had glimpsed something brighter than gold.
Walk through the chapters of his divine life, listen to his timeless teachings, or simply rest awhile in the gallery of sacred art.