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Into Amma’s web of Love
Seeing 2 missed calls from Senthil, I was wondering what the urgency was, as he is the CEO of an International firm, lives in Srilanka. I got through to him to hear an excited voice at the other end telling me, “Guess whom I met in the airport lounge today? AMMA!!.” I couldn’t believe my ears. And he continued… “She was alone and it was as though she was waiting for me! She gave me a lovely hug. I told her I dont speak Malayalam and she told me its alright,’tamizhile pesalam‘, (I will speak in Tamil).” “Amma told me…
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Amritapuri is waiting…
Morning raindrops are whispering… The sand is also whispering… Oh… even the tiniest creation of God… all are whispering: “When is She coming?” “When is She coming?” Come let us prepare ourselves for our Amma’s coming… Birds are singing with joy… The trees are murmuring, showing their happiness.. The backwaters are floweing beautifully and peacefully… All are waiting for Amma’s return… Sunrises, sunsets, the whole days are passing faster… The breeze around ashram is getting warmer… Soon Mother will be back again… All the eyes in Amritapuri are waiting for Amma’s return… And me, with ma little heart, am also…
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Whenever
Whenever we touch our heads to the Feet of The Lord a rainbow is born somewhere on earth. Whenever we forgive the pain caused by someone we love a thunderstorm is added to the desert sky. Whenever we strive to live by a few simple truths a fresh stroke of color is painted on the wings of a bird. Whenever we recognize the beauty inside our enemies a new ray of light is sent down from the sun. Haven’t you wondered where inspiration comes from? It is showered down on us like a gentle rain from God’s heart; It is…
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Bless me
I found my words exhausted, Limping out of my pen in pain. I remain thoughtless n’ lost. My images fall smashing hail, As day dreams they fizzle. After I saw you I felt myself futile. All I wished was your grace. I knew you enveloped me in. I can still see your smile everywhere. Now my metaphors diminish; In scanty thoughts I saw only your glow. With a Basil leaf I worship you, placing my heart in a tray of silence. Bless me with your charm. Bless me with your aroma. Bless me with your love. Bless me. Bless me.…
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Q217: Knowledge without values?
Question 217: Amma says: “Knowledge, if devoid of values, becomes a source of destruction.” How do you understand this? Please make your answer brief and clear (maximum 5 or 6 lines).
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Earth is More Beautiful than Heaven
“Earth is more beautiful than heaven.” Amma gave this teaching in every country across Europe. An interesting topic to ponder, as most of us have been taught the opposite! What could be the things on earth that are more beautiful than heaven? As we drove across Europe, the landscape certainly came to mind. The rolling green hills of England, the russet autumn vineyards of France, the shimmering golden leaves on hills of Germany, the olive groves of Spain… The drive from Manheim to Milano through the Alps really made us think that we had arrived in heaven. Lakes, clouds, mountains,…
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O! Unconditional Loving Mother
O! Unconditional Loving Mother. Amme suddha vatsalya dhamame … Mother, what luring pleasures bind the mortals, These titillations last but only for a few minutes. Yet O! Unconditional Loving Mother of all mothers, We’re tenaciously stuck in knotty pleasurable fetters. O! Unconditional Loving Mother. Amme suddha vatsalya dhamame … Mother, what luring pleasures bind the mortals, That end up in th’ mountainous load of sufferings. Yet O! Unconditional Loving Mother of all mothers, We’re tenaciously stuck in knotty pleasurable fetters. O! Unconditional Loving Mother. Amme suddha vatsalya dhamame … Mother, what luring pleasures bind the mortals, Through th’ endless rounds…
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The Land of Miracles
Between the Toulon and Barcelona programs, Amma and the tour group stopped at the new ashram in the South of France, Le Domaine du Paralou near St. Michelle de Baume. St. Michelle de Baume is a charming 13th century town of tile roofed stone houses whose centerpiece is the cathedral of St. Maxime, famous for its association with Mary Magdalene. In regional tradition, the three Marys left the Holy Land after Christ’s death and journeyed in a sail-less and rudderless boat and landed in Southern France. Locals say that Mary Magdalene lived here, converting people and performing miracles and her…
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Help me
Where are you my mother… where? I searched for you in my heart, in the devotees eyes… in consoling their heart… but why I ‘m unable to see you… Please help me to hear your call… your voice… I feel like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.. I don’t want to get lost in any illusion or delusion… When all birds have flown up and gone.. A lonely cloud floats by.. We never tire of looking at each other Only mountain and I. My dear mother.. You brought me into this world.. Please take me home.. to your…
