0990.Mata Amritanandamayi-Love And Hate Of Modulated Frequency Poem by amma and rajappa

You should be like the Sun, not like the firefly;
Fireflies make light merely for their own needs;
Selflessness is all you should ever wish for;
You should be the ones who raise their hands to help others, even at the moment of your death!
We should make sure that each of our actions is of help to others and will enhance their happiness. True worship is seeing the suffering of others as our own and their happiness as our own happiness.

Mata Amritanandamayi


Those who give enjoy
With joy as the reward
Rising on the wings
Of unmasked bliss
Stealing the milk
Butter and curd
Compensating the liquid
With water or nectar? !
Oh my mother Sudhamani
If found by Dhamayanthi
Punishing thy benevolence
Brother and sisters
Adding their mischief
To your account my mother
As Dhamayanthi was happy
Finding a chance gold,
For castigating you
My loving mother Kali!
Thee showing the patience
By uttering none
Never stopped even stealing money
From the savings so small
To share with the poor
Hesitating never
Even to pester your father
To get a little money
Adding pilferage
Of food stuff raw
To reach the needy poor and dear!

Damayanthi seeing
An enemy in thy form
Brown and black
Like that of the thief
Of millions of hearts
Krishna your lord,
Complaining for nothing
To Sugunanandan on his return
Made you cry,
“I am not your daughter;
I must be your daughter in law! ”
How much you had
Suspending your greatness
Filling our eyes
With tears that you cant wipe my Mother!



Again as a tribute to motherhood which Amma symbolizes, I want to present the readers something about Kali, the black beauty and a glimpse of Chandogya Upanishad

When I read that my Mother as Sudhamani cried to her mother Damayanthi “ I am not you daughter, I must be your daughter in law “ I could not control my tears; a small kid after doing all the household duties like a donkey getting castigated by her own mother is something that will stir the whole humanity

Kali, the black, is not actually black. Kali is the divine force or fire within us which fights against hostile forces. Mother Kali fights against demons in the battlefield of life. In the vital plane we see Her as a dark, tenebrous Goddess but, in the highest plane of consciousness, She is golden. We see Her terrible form when She fights against hostile forces, but She is the Mother of Compassion. This beauty is not physical beauty. This beauty is inner beauty, which elevates human consciousness to the highest plane of Delight.

when I was going through Chandogya Upanishad I could draw a parallel to Amma:

We are travelers; robbers attack on our way; take away all wealth and bind our eyes;
Take us to a faraway place and leave us there; even though we have vision, now we are miserable; we cant see cant walk; no rescue is available;

Now suppose someone comes and unties our eyes and goes away. We will then be able to see the paths all around, but will not know which one is the right one, even if we did, we would not be able to walk on it because our legs and arms are still bound.

This is the condition of the seeker who wants to realise God by himself. Now suppose someone comes, unties us completely, and shows us which path will take us home. This person has really done us a favour. If we have faith in him/her and confidence in ourself, then we will reach our Destination swiftly and surely.

If we have faith in him/her, but do not have confidence in our own capacity to reach the Goal, then he/She will go along to help us. The same Teacher who freed us from blindness and showed us the path will go with us, inside us, to inspire us. He/She will act as our own aspiration to lead us towards our Destined Goal.

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11 3 2010