98. Om samayacara tatparayai namah: I bow down to Amma who is attached to the Samaya form of worship
How beautiful to be able to think of Amma all the time. To have Her established in your mental framework so well that naturally each sense reacts via an Amma consciousness. Anger is a powerful demon. Amma has likened it to a double edged sword, hurting the one holding it and the one it is used against. How many times we have felt the sharp jab of this sword! It can wound very deeply and yet we resort to it so often. Like an old lover we can't forget! Instead, if we occupied our hearts with only Amma, how wonderful this would be. Everything about this little Goddess from Kerala is so fascinating. She entered the world without crying. No sound, no anger. Just a deep understanding of the world around Her.
That's life's journey right there. Or rather, how it should be. With a deep understanding of the world around us. Strong vices like anger, jealousy, hatred has to have its seeds in something. Discontentment, perhaps? Discontentment means the mind is wandering. It's looking for a reason to stay unhappy. But if our minds are always filled with a sense of gratitude for this Goddess who sacrifices everything only to see a smile on our faces, where is the time to be discontent? When Divinity Herself is rooting for us, how dare we feel discontent and allow such negativities to rule us?
But these are easy words to write. A rational, thinking period allows such thoughts to flow, But vices stem from that part of the mind where irrational thoughts nest. Where they quietly give birth to even more vile thoughts. And to squash them, like cockroaches, we need to use a strong spray. The spray of spirituality and blinding love for Amma. I use the word blinding because it has to be just that. Strong, unrelenting. Blinding. We have to be blinded by this love. Blinded so we cannot see the possibility of any vice in our lives. Amma, Amma, Amma. Thus the chant should go. When Amma says 'crying out to God is a prayer', this may be what She means. Crying out with love so that anger, jealousy, hatred, meanness, cruelty...they find themselves homeless and leave quietly.
I am not that strong, Amma. I go into my vice state of mind quite often. It's so easy to dwell there. But please occupy every particle of my being. So that You and only You have the supreme place of power in my life. Everything else, would then be mere detail.
Om Amriteswariye namah!
How beautiful to be able to think of Amma all the time. To have Her established in your mental framework so well that naturally each sense reacts via an Amma consciousness. Anger is a powerful demon. Amma has likened it to a double edged sword, hurting the one holding it and the one it is used against. How many times we have felt the sharp jab of this sword! It can wound very deeply and yet we resort to it so often. Like an old lover we can't forget! Instead, if we occupied our hearts with only Amma, how wonderful this would be. Everything about this little Goddess from Kerala is so fascinating. She entered the world without crying. No sound, no anger. Just a deep understanding of the world around Her.
That's life's journey right there. Or rather, how it should be. With a deep understanding of the world around us. Strong vices like anger, jealousy, hatred has to have its seeds in something. Discontentment, perhaps? Discontentment means the mind is wandering. It's looking for a reason to stay unhappy. But if our minds are always filled with a sense of gratitude for this Goddess who sacrifices everything only to see a smile on our faces, where is the time to be discontent? When Divinity Herself is rooting for us, how dare we feel discontent and allow such negativities to rule us?
But these are easy words to write. A rational, thinking period allows such thoughts to flow, But vices stem from that part of the mind where irrational thoughts nest. Where they quietly give birth to even more vile thoughts. And to squash them, like cockroaches, we need to use a strong spray. The spray of spirituality and blinding love for Amma. I use the word blinding because it has to be just that. Strong, unrelenting. Blinding. We have to be blinded by this love. Blinded so we cannot see the possibility of any vice in our lives. Amma, Amma, Amma. Thus the chant should go. When Amma says 'crying out to God is a prayer', this may be what She means. Crying out with love so that anger, jealousy, hatred, meanness, cruelty...they find themselves homeless and leave quietly.
I am not that strong, Amma. I go into my vice state of mind quite often. It's so easy to dwell there. But please occupy every particle of my being. So that You and only You have the supreme place of power in my life. Everything else, would then be mere detail.
Om Amriteswariye namah!
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