There are some distinctive things I remember about Amma. Her beautiful eyes that look at you when She is giving darshan to someone. Her incredibly soft and reassuring palm when we are lucky to place the prasad in Her hands. Her hair flying all over as the breeze from the fan reaches Her and yet they don't need to be teased down. Much like Her children, they eventually settle down on their own. How can I forget the showering of petals on us just after Devi bhava? She stands there showering not just the petals but also Her incredible compassion and love! Someday, in the annals of history, we will be known as the fortunate tribe of Amma's children. And I can never thank the universe enough for this!
Om Amriteswariye namah!
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