Amritapuri ashram
  • When She Arrives

    An aroma spreads around me, divine fragrance of purity. My eyes see no one around. Suddenly senses jump out. Murmur stops into silence. Flower petals make a silky hiss. A soft food fall enters into hearts. Mystic smell of jasmine hangs in the air. From infinite; echoes, sound of a shell. Then divine drum sounds louder. Soft chime of her anklets tickle each soul. Now visible are a pair of pinky feet. A milky white robe flutters. Time stands still in the minds. A light smile lights my thoughts, pure white teeth adores her. In quick strides she reaches out,…

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  • Wired for Compassion

    19 Dec 2011, Amritapuri It was a bright, clear and sunny morning at Amritapuri. The sparkling backwaters flowed under the bridge as I walked over to Amrita University. The usual throng of students on their way to class was absent this morning, as they were on break. However, the campus was anything but quiet as several hundred delegates made their way to the conference venue for the International Wireless Conference for Humanitarian Relief. Passing through the lovely traditional Kerala style main gate, the delegates were greeted by Lakshmi, the ashram elephant in full regalia. The Panchavadyam group from Parippally, Amma’s…

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  • Q194: Christmas Message?

    Question 194: “What for you is the message of Christmas?” Please make your answer brief and clear (maximum 5 or 6 lines).

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  • Alerting stars…

    Ma, I was lulled to sleep by Thy mellifluous songs of melody, Alas! When I woke up I saw all the dazzling stars vanished away. Reminding me to wake up before the sun rises, do archana and be ready to receive your grace. Ma, I was lulled to sleep by Thy mellifluous songs of melody, Alas! When I woke up I saw all the dazzling stars vanished away. Reminding me slumbering is the worst ever enemy, get up and to do away with it without further delay. Ma, I was lulled to sleep by Thy mellifluous songs of melody, Alas!…

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  • Meditative smile

    Eyes retreat… Ears fall… Skin recedes… Tongue twisted… Nostrils shut… Nothing remains, Just the breathe of silence. A dark horse gallops. A spec of light emits  far away. A white horse emerges, riding on by purity. Flood of brilliance. Smile of the holy mother. Meditative smile! by Sateeshan R  

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  • You blessed me

    It’s your grace, it’s your wish… That I am able to remember you and feel you… Nothing disturbs me when i look at you, remember you… I find no worries in remembering you… I find it, grace and joy flowing in me… I call you, I pray to you… Are you listening me?? Yes.. You turn your face to me… you brought me so close.. i was able to feel the love.. your eyes..looking into mine.. your smile and the japa mala on your wrist.. powerful vibration and the fragrance… Can be felt even now… as you touched my forehead…

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  • Q193: The Frog?

    Question 193: “Amma says: ‘If you put a frog into water and slowly heat it, enjoying the gradual warmth, the frog will not make any effort to escape, and eventually it will helplessly die.’ How do you understand this?” Please make your answer brief and clear (maximum 5 or 6 lines).

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  • Wake up my mind!

    Mind O mind… please long for that supreme oneness long for that supreme unity… Wake up my mind..wake up… Why this drowsiness.. O why this sleepiness… Don’t you long for the goal… Wake up my mind,wake up… Let O my beloved mother… let me have that sweet longing for you… let me have that sad, conscious, surrendered, sleepless longing for you… Save me my lord… save me… why have I gone to sleep again… save me O lord… save me… wake up my mind, wake up… by Anagha Sharan

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  • Inside…

    Eyes retreat leaving back a colourful world. Ears discard every sound and each syllable Skin leaves heaviness and recedes in wrinkles Tongue tastes sourness of life all through Nostrils succumb to foul breathe of globe Releasing colourful images n’ dreams sweet melody of life outside echoes in. Weightlessness lifts life little by little. Taste buds sleep on beds of tastelessness. Smell of god elevates to ecstasy. Senseless senses now settle inside, converged to unique experiences. Far away feather of a peacock flutters. A sweet cosmic melody from flute flows in. Lotuses bloom on path ways, on each foot falls of…

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