213. Om pujyayai namah: I bow down to Amma who is the greatest object of worship
With Amma, my search ended. To be honest I wasn't searching. More appropriate would be the usage of the word 'meandering'. I prayed wherever I found myself. In a church, I crossed myself and prayed. In a temple, I softly said the prayers my mother had taught me as a child. In times of trouble, I just thought of a universal God and prayed someone was listening!
And then I found Amma and my ambivalent feelings towards God ended. I now knew God. I had met Her. And I had fallen in love with Her. She was a wonderful person who loved me right back. When I first melted in Her arms, I felt I had reached home. I was safe and life would never be the same again. She changed everything in my life: my perceptions, my perspective, my attitude. As time has gotten on, my life is becoming more and more Amma-centric. It's the most perfect way to go from teenage to the 30s and now middle age. A common thread of Amma devotion has got me umpteen friends. I have become a part of an ashram which feels like a wonderful safe haven. I look for Amma everywhere. I seek Her out many times a day. I feel Her warmth and compassion at the most unlikely of times. But not a day goes by when I don't whisper a prayer of gratitude. That the universe thought me worthy of knowing the greatest person on earth: Amma. To me, She is the greatest object of worship. When my mind bows down in prayer, I can only think of Amma, a powerhouse of compassion, love and grace. My darling Amma!
Om Amriteswariye namah!
With Amma, my search ended. To be honest I wasn't searching. More appropriate would be the usage of the word 'meandering'. I prayed wherever I found myself. In a church, I crossed myself and prayed. In a temple, I softly said the prayers my mother had taught me as a child. In times of trouble, I just thought of a universal God and prayed someone was listening!
And then I found Amma and my ambivalent feelings towards God ended. I now knew God. I had met Her. And I had fallen in love with Her. She was a wonderful person who loved me right back. When I first melted in Her arms, I felt I had reached home. I was safe and life would never be the same again. She changed everything in my life: my perceptions, my perspective, my attitude. As time has gotten on, my life is becoming more and more Amma-centric. It's the most perfect way to go from teenage to the 30s and now middle age. A common thread of Amma devotion has got me umpteen friends. I have become a part of an ashram which feels like a wonderful safe haven. I look for Amma everywhere. I seek Her out many times a day. I feel Her warmth and compassion at the most unlikely of times. But not a day goes by when I don't whisper a prayer of gratitude. That the universe thought me worthy of knowing the greatest person on earth: Amma. To me, She is the greatest object of worship. When my mind bows down in prayer, I can only think of Amma, a powerhouse of compassion, love and grace. My darling Amma!
Om Amriteswariye namah!
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