The book is well worn. It's pages have lost their crispness. There are pictures tucked away as also rose petals found at Amma's feet. Each page houses 7 to 8 mantras. There are small tears and signs of wear. There is a familiarity within these pages. As soon as I open it, the words reach out to me like an old friend. I recognize the mantras as I speak them out: some, with a deep understanding and some spoken without too much attachment. Yet they are there for me every night, welcoming me and embracing me warmly. Each mantra holds a meaning and a promise for a deeper understanding of the world around me. How do I connect so deeply with this book? After all what is it but just another prayer book? It isn't. It's a prayer book that holds 108 names of Amma. A book that has a 1000 paeans to Amma. Which is why the book feels so good. Each mantra is reflecting a small bit of Amma's radiance. Each mantra is giving us a little bit of Amma's warmth and love. Little wonder then that the prayer book feels like a beautiful companion always!
Om Amriteswariye namah!
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