132. Om nir-adharayai namah: I bow down to Amma who is without dependence
Amma is everyone's support. She is not dependent on anyone or anything.
When I think of Amma or feel Her overwhelming presence, I tear up. There are many reasons I cry in the presence of Amma.
That over riding feeling of love: How can one being hold so much love for all of humanity? We are used to boxes of love. A box of undying love that our parents gift us with. Love from siblings and members of our family. But we aren't used to an unconditional river of love. She asks for NOTHING in return. She will love us because that's Her dharma.
That secure feeling of protection: In a world where we aren't secure about the next moment, Amma throws us Her thick security blanket. It's Her ever lasting promise. That She will ALWAYS look out for us and after us. It doesn't matter what path we're on, She will always be there. Faith is knowing for certain that Amma is keeping a watch on us. Faith is never questioning Her presence. Faith is knowing that I sink into Her arms knowing full well She will catch me and never, ever let go.
That immense feeling of wonder. This one gets you in the gut. It's wonder at our luck. Wonder at creation. Wonder at nature. Really? I actually know God? She isn't just someone I read about or pray to but actually someone I can reach out and touch? Tell my problems to? Confess my fears to? And She listens? I'm one of 32 billion hugs She's given. And I'm special! To God! Makes my life worth living:)
That deep rooted sadness. She's leaving! When will I see Her again? Do I need to wait an entire year to have the opportunity to receive Her embrace? Will my eyes thirst for a glimpse of this Goddess? Sadness is realizing that Amma, who isn't a crutch but my life itself, will only come back a year later! That She will walk miles and hug millions while I wait impatiently awaiting Her arrival. Impatient moments where I have shed tears that could very well fill an ocean of time.
That indescribable feeling of happiness: She is my life! She is everything! I am living in Her lap and She is mine! Just a few more months...weeks....days...hours to go before I see Her. She's worked Her magic. Again. I am cared for. I am wanted. I am Loved. She is and will always be there for me.
How can I not cry, Amma? When the tears flow, it is but a mute being giving a road to her emotions. And each emotion only says one thing to You: I love you! And for this feeling of gratitude, a tear is nothing.
Om Amriteswariye namah!
Amma is everyone's support. She is not dependent on anyone or anything.
When I think of Amma or feel Her overwhelming presence, I tear up. There are many reasons I cry in the presence of Amma.
That over riding feeling of love: How can one being hold so much love for all of humanity? We are used to boxes of love. A box of undying love that our parents gift us with. Love from siblings and members of our family. But we aren't used to an unconditional river of love. She asks for NOTHING in return. She will love us because that's Her dharma.
That secure feeling of protection: In a world where we aren't secure about the next moment, Amma throws us Her thick security blanket. It's Her ever lasting promise. That She will ALWAYS look out for us and after us. It doesn't matter what path we're on, She will always be there. Faith is knowing for certain that Amma is keeping a watch on us. Faith is never questioning Her presence. Faith is knowing that I sink into Her arms knowing full well She will catch me and never, ever let go.
That immense feeling of wonder. This one gets you in the gut. It's wonder at our luck. Wonder at creation. Wonder at nature. Really? I actually know God? She isn't just someone I read about or pray to but actually someone I can reach out and touch? Tell my problems to? Confess my fears to? And She listens? I'm one of 32 billion hugs She's given. And I'm special! To God! Makes my life worth living:)
That deep rooted sadness. She's leaving! When will I see Her again? Do I need to wait an entire year to have the opportunity to receive Her embrace? Will my eyes thirst for a glimpse of this Goddess? Sadness is realizing that Amma, who isn't a crutch but my life itself, will only come back a year later! That She will walk miles and hug millions while I wait impatiently awaiting Her arrival. Impatient moments where I have shed tears that could very well fill an ocean of time.
That indescribable feeling of happiness: She is my life! She is everything! I am living in Her lap and She is mine! Just a few more months...weeks....days...hours to go before I see Her. She's worked Her magic. Again. I am cared for. I am wanted. I am Loved. She is and will always be there for me.
How can I not cry, Amma? When the tears flow, it is but a mute being giving a road to her emotions. And each emotion only says one thing to You: I love you! And for this feeling of gratitude, a tear is nothing.
Om Amriteswariye namah!
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