Month: November 2010
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Oh! Mother, be Thou my proxy
Oh! Mother, be Thou my proxy To save Thy child with all Thy mercy, Not to be a fly-like like the filthy But only to love Thee, the most lovely. The dazzling glances of Thy supreme being, Are the drizzling showers in the fountain beams; That ripple the blissful waves in all beings, The Love
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You are a mystery
A mere look by the corner of your eyes, Reaches deep pierced in every heart. Doves of destiny fly away to freedom. A ray of hope blooms a thousand lotuses. Smile on your lips loom my world. Waking me up from deep slumber, touching my soul in soft strokes, you make me cry in joy
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Uttama Premattin … at the German Ashram
We left Spain in the afternoon; following the Rhone River to the North up through France and into Germany, where the river was the same, but the name was now the Rhine. Another reminder that water is the same, though called by many different names and so as Amma says, the Truth is One, called
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Amma, Ven a Mi Corazon
Dusky grey-green olive leaf branches fanning from twisted black tree trunks on tan fields, the jagged, blue-grey pinnacles of Mountserrat rising like a Disney castle in the distance; the Spanish ashram could not be more picturesquely located. These peaks are the home of the Black Madonna of Mountserrat, now overlooking the abode of the white
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Q172: Detachment or Dharma?
Question 172: “For you, what comes first: acting with detachment, or acting according to dharmic values and principles?” Please make your answer clear and brief (maximum 5 or 6 lines).
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Om Shanti, On the Way to Spain
Despite being up all night, some of us really wanted to enjoy the magnificent scenery as we crossed the Pyrenees mountains and over the French-Spanish border. We passed the rectangular boxlike farmhouses with their classic red-tiled roofs. They looked like children’s drawings of houses nestled among the autumn vineyards with their vibrant red and yellow
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Promenade in Toulon
In the brief period between programs we decided to get some fresh air and walk to the ocean a few minutes away from the hall. On the way to Toulon, Amma had wanted to stop with group at the seashore, but the weather was against us. It was raining heavily as we approached the sea.
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Your Loving Grace
Your Loving Grace Your loving smile is my guide through this stormy sea When crashing waves rock my boat, I call out your name And feel your loving arms hold me close. You are the boatman, guiding me through every storm You are the glowing sunrise that fills my heart with wonder Joy or sorrow:
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Amma s Kindergarten
All of Amma’s programs in the West offer childcare. Switzerland had a beautiful area for the children, full of crafts projects. In Holland we saw them making origami and paper flowers: tulips, of course! We were curious to see what they would offer in Germany, because this country is so well-known for its emphasis on