To Sweta on floral scent

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Sweta wrote:

 

At Amriavarshini, I sat towards the back & under the stage chanting

archana...Along with a feeling of wonderful energy, Amma's floral scent became

very

strong!

 

....Last Nov. Amma gave me a darshan, during which it felt my upper chakras

were merging with Her. So, She gave me a tiny taste of it. What Grace, but

then She let go! Afterwards my mind adamantly told God that I could not

except a "no" to my desire to try to live as a renunciate with Amma in India.

While sitting with these thoughts, Amma kept looking at me. While driving

away

from the temple, I was still saying this to God, like a stubborn little

toddler. In the car, I kept smelling a floral scent, but couldn't find the

source. I think this stopped sometime up the road from the ashram.

 

While my car was being repaired this year, I took a bus to work & arrived

before anyone else. Then began a routine of chanting Amma's names & doing IAM

in an office. One morning while chanting, Amma's presence felt strong, & a

desk lamp audibly clicked off. This large switch needs to be rotated a good

bit before it turns off. Then I smelled a floral scent. The next breath it

wasn't there, but then during the next breath, it was there again. I looked

for something flowering outside near the window, but never found the source

or smelled it again.

 

This summer, while walking near the shoe racks in San Ramon, I prayed for a

more compassionate heart. I don't think anyone was around me, but a floral

scent was there again...

Dear Sweta ~ thank you so much for sharing this wonderful story. Those who

may be familiar with psychic phenomenon may be aware that one of the ways a

person, who is present in spirit form, so to speak, is to exude a scent that is

known to be strongly associated with that person. Another common phenomenon

is the turning on and off of lights. That Amma can give Her devotees such

experiences of Her Presence, while yet remaining in Her Body is yet another

example of Her great love for us.

 

Not too long ago, I was in my living room, and I had the strongest smell of

cherry tobacco. Nobody I know smokes cherry tobacco, except for my

grandfather, who is deceased. He first visited me, several months after his

death. He

was wearing his Light Body ~ all particles of light, but in human form. Still I

knew it was him. He came to let me know that death was not the end, because

for years I had an obsessive terror of death. I have not seen or heard from

him since, until this cherry tobacco incident, and now I have had it twice. It

is unmistakeable. Thank you Grandaddy for letting me know you still think of

me.

 

Thank you Divine Mother for all the ways you Grace Your devotees with Your

Love.

Jai Ma ~ Linda