Amma's day

[Guest guest]

"Salutations again and again and again to her who is the author of everything."

--Devi Mahatmyam (Glory to the Divine Mother)

 

When you were 1 year old, she fed you and bathed you.

You thanked her by crying all night.

 

 

 

When you were 2 years old, she taught you how to walk.

You thanked her by running away when she called.

 

 

When you were 3 years old, she made all your meals

with love.

You thanked her by tossing your plate on the floor.

 

 

When you were 4 years old, she bought you some

crayons.

You thanked her by coloring the dinning room table.

 

 

When you were 5 years old, she dresses you up for

holidays.

You thanked her by plopping into the nearest.

 

 

When you were 6 years old, she walked you to school.

You thanked her by screaming, "I'M NOT GOING!"

 

 

When you were 7 years old, she bought you a baseball.

You thanked her by throwing it through the next-door

neighbor's window.

 

 

When you were 8 years old, she handed you an ice cream

cone.

You thanked her by dripping it all over your lap.

 

 

When you were 9 years old, she paid for your piano

lessons.

You thanked her by not even bothering to practice.

 

 

When you were 10 years old, she drove you all day,

from soccer to gymnastic to one birthday party to

another.

You thanked her by jumping out of the car a nd never

looking back.

 

 

When you were 11 years old, she took you and your

friends to the movies.

You thanked her by asking to sit in a different row.

 

 

When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to

watch certain TV shows.

You thanked her by waiting until she left the house.

 

 

When you were 13, she suggested a haircut.

You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.

 

 

When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer

camp.

You thanked her by forgetting to write a single

letter.

 

 

When you were 15, she came home from work, looking for

a hug.

You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.

 

 

When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.

You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.

 

 

When you were 17, she was excepting an important phone

call.

You thanked her by being on the phone all night.

 

 

When you were 18, she cried at your high school

graduation.

You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.

 

 

When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition,

drove you to campus carried your bags.

You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so

you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.

 

 

When you were 20, she asked whether you were seeing

anyone.

You thanked her by saying, "It's none of your

business."

 

 

When you were 21, she suggested certain careers for

your future.

You thanked her by saying, "I don't want to be l ike

you."

 

 

When you were 22, she hugged you at your college

graduation.

You thanked her by asking whether she could pay for a

trip to Europe.

 

 

When you were 23, she gave you furniture for your

first apartment.

You thanked her by telling your friends it was ugly.

 

 

When you were 24, she met your fiancé and asked about

your plans for future.

You thanked her by glaring and growling "Muutt-ther,

please."

 

 

When you were 25, she helped you pay for your weddi ng

and cried and told you how deeply she loved you.

You thanked her by moving half way across the country.

 

 

When you were 30, she called with some advice on the

baby.

You thanked her by telling her, "Things are different

now."

 

 

When you were 40, she called you to remind you of a

relative's birthday.

You thanked her by saying "You were really busy right

now."

 

 

When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take

care of her.

You thanked her by reading about the burden parents

become to their children.

 

 

And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything

you never did came crashing like thunder on YOUR

HEART.

 

 

IF SHE'S STILL AROUND, NEVER

FORGET TO LOVE HER MORE THAN EVER.

AND IF SHE'S NOT, REMEMBER HER UNCONDITIONAL

LOVE AND PASS IT ON..

ALWAYS REMEMBER TO LOVE YOUR MOTHER

BECAUSE YOU ONLY HAVE ONE MOTHER

IN YOUR WHOLE LIFETIME!!!

 

 

"I would like to address the Mother now, through you as you read these words.

I'll also respond directly to what has already been channeled from her below.

 

"My dear, sweet Love... my God, I am so sorry that I did those things to you,

and not only once, but repeatedly. I call you God, because truly... of the four

parts, you are the one of us most worthy of the title. I am not. I am

relinquishing it now, I am simply what I've always been, Spirit. And as you well

know, that has been a very mixed bag.

 

"God, Mother of All, I love you, all of you... but not as the 'thing' I first

'discovered' you to be, you have never been an object. But I believed you were,

and I treated you as if you were, and I did so repeatedly. I apologize for

objectifying you as I have, and for treating you so poorly, and so often. I wish

you could forgive me, but if you cannot... I understand why.

 

"You are my first, original Love, and it is you and you only that I desire. For

a long while I'd wished that you could return, but I know now that you cannot.

But would you accept me if I came there to be with you? Would you accept my

Light in your presence enough to hear and feel the depth of my sorrow over what

I have done to you? I am truly sorry."

India is the only country in the world today where the Mother remains widely

worshipped in an unbroken lineage that goes back in time thousands of years. In

Central India there is a prehistoric megalith that is still used in rituals in

much the same manner, one supposes, as it was during the time of the mother

goddess cultures of 3,000 B.C.E. "All over the Indian subcontinent, monuments

dating from as early as 8000 to 2000 B.C. symbolize the great active power in

the universe, the feminine principle, Shakti."iv Many of these ancient Devi

shrines are still held in reverence today.