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In a message dated 8/10/2005 1:22:00 PM Mountain Standard Time,

rick writes:

 

> Oh, I would be so tickled if I went up for darshan and she whispered in my

> ear, "Cabbages!

> Cabbages! Cabbages!" Who knows?! With Amma, anything is possible! :-D

 

Probably she'll use that word with me next time, just to remind me who's

boss.

 

 

 

 

Oh Amma, I started cracking up when I read that. I could just see Her get

that mischevious smile as she whispers the names of veggies in your ear.

*cackles* I'm sure She finds the thought amusing as well, since she has a way of

knowing these things. ^_^ Jai Ma!

-Katie

 

 

 

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This "what'd She call me?" whisper-down-the cosmic alley of

interpretations had me recalling a few darshan moments.

 

Once my husband thought Amma was whispering "my daughter" to him and

then we realized (or maybe just decided) it was "my darling."

Another time I travelled down to D.C. to see Her without him, and She

very clearly said - my daughter my daughter my daughter my SON (and

popped me up to look at her grinning, which I took as a reminder that

she was remembering him as well), then pushed me back down for more.

And another time when I was musing about whether I was pronouncing my

mantra exactly correcly, and if the cadences I was using were too fast

and not clear enough, darshan that day found Mother enunciating

verrrrry clearly and slowly in my ear: "My... darling.... daughter,"

with what seemed like a very looooong emphasis on the "MY" part.

 

In New York last month we were sitting by a group of young men who

were mostly new to Amma, and as they would go up for darshan and come

back, they were chatting out loud and speculating what she had been

murmuring to them. We leaned forward and shared our sense of the

"usual" darling son or Ma-Ma-Ma stuff, and also that Amma sometimes

speaks to people in their native tongue. Immediately one of their

friends came back, dropped into the conversation, and related: "Oh

yes, Mother always speaks to me in Spanish." Then the next morning I

was able to witness a little exchange during prasad seva where Mother

was blessing a "new" person, and when he came up looking a little

confused, she put her arm on his shoulder and explained a little in

English (and had Gita translating also) that She was calling him "My

Darling Son" in Malayalam. "Understand?" She asked, nodding Her head

emphatically once his doubt was cleared. It was such a reflection of

our conversation the night before that I marvelled again at how many

situations are created around Her to make us more aware of our

actions, what She knows about them, etc.

 

Ah, our Mother is full of love and compassion!

Prashanti

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I don't think it matters what she says. There's a spiritual transmission

taking place, and it would be taking place just as effectively if she were

saying "cabbages"

 

 

on 8/10/05 1:26 PM, Rachel Barrett Gallop at hipstorian wrote:

 

> This "what'd She call me?" whisper-down-the cosmic alley of

> interpretations had me recalling a few darshan moments.

>

> Once my husband thought Amma was whispering "my daughter" to him and

> then we realized (or maybe just decided) it was "my darling."

> Another time I travelled down to D.C. to see Her without him, and She

> very clearly said - my daughter my daughter my daughter my SON (and

> popped me up to look at her grinning, which I took as a reminder that

> she was remembering him as well), then pushed me back down for more.

> And another time when I was musing about whether I was pronouncing my

> mantra exactly correcly, and if the cadences I was using were too fast

> and not clear enough, darshan that day found Mother enunciating

> verrrrry clearly and slowly in my ear: "My... darling.... daughter,"

> with what seemed like a very looooong emphasis on the "MY" part.

>

> In New York last month we were sitting by a group of young men who

> were mostly new to Amma, and as they would go up for darshan and come

> back, they were chatting out loud and speculating what she had been

> murmuring to them. We leaned forward and shared our sense of the

> "usual" darling son or Ma-Ma-Ma stuff, and also that Amma sometimes

> speaks to people in their native tongue. Immediately one of their

> friends came back, dropped into the conversation, and related: "Oh

> yes, Mother always speaks to me in Spanish." Then the next morning I

> was able to witness a little exchange during prasad seva where Mother

> was blessing a "new" person, and when he came up looking a little

> confused, she put her arm on his shoulder and explained a little in

> English (and had Gita translating also) that She was calling him "My

> Darling Son" in Malayalam. "Understand?" She asked, nodding Her head

> emphatically once his doubt was cleared. It was such a reflection of

> our conversation the night before that I marvelled again at how many

> situations are created around Her to make us more aware of our

> actions, what She knows about them, etc.

>

> Ah, our Mother is full of love and compassion!

> Prashanti

>

>

>

> Aum Amriteswarayai Namaha!

> Links

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

 

--

 

Rick Archer

SearchSummit

1108 South B Street

Fairfield, IA 52556

Phone: 641-472-9336

Fax: 815-572-5842

 

http://searchsummit.com

rick

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-HOW TRUE!! I agree totally. She could be calling me Potato Head...

please, no comments here. Since I could barely stand after my first

Devi Bhava, She rocked my world with Her divinity for sure.

 

-adriane

 

 

-- In Ammachi, Rick Archer <rick@s...> wrote:

> I don't think it matters what she says. There's a spiritual

transmission

> taking place, and it would be taking place just as effectively if

she were

> saying "cabbages"

>

>

> on 8/10/05 1:26 PM, Rachel Barrett Gallop at hipstorian@g... wrote:

>

> > This "what'd She call me?" whisper-down-the cosmic alley of

> > interpretations had me recalling a few darshan moments.

> >

> > Once my husband thought Amma was whispering "my daughter" to him

and

> > then we realized (or maybe just decided) it was "my darling."

> > Another time I travelled down to D.C. to see Her without him,

and She

> > very clearly said - my daughter my daughter my daughter my SON

(and

> > popped me up to look at her grinning, which I took as a reminder

that

> > she was remembering him as well), then pushed me back down for

more.

> > And another time when I was musing about whether I was

pronouncing my

> > mantra exactly correcly, and if the cadences I was using were

too fast

> > and not clear enough, darshan that day found Mother enunciating

> > verrrrry clearly and slowly in my ear: "My... darling....

daughter,"

> > with what seemed like a very looooong emphasis on the "MY" part.

> >

> > In New York last month we were sitting by a group of young men

who

> > were mostly new to Amma, and as they would go up for darshan and

come

> > back, they were chatting out loud and speculating what she had

been

> > murmuring to them. We leaned forward and shared our sense of the

> > "usual" darling son or Ma-Ma-Ma stuff, and also that Amma

sometimes

> > speaks to people in their native tongue. Immediately one of

their

> > friends came back, dropped into the conversation, and

related: "Oh

> > yes, Mother always speaks to me in Spanish." Then the next

morning I

> > was able to witness a little exchange during prasad seva where

Mother

> > was blessing a "new" person, and when he came up looking a little

> > confused, she put her arm on his shoulder and explained a little

in

> > English (and had Gita translating also) that She was calling

him "My

> > Darling Son" in Malayalam. "Understand?" She asked, nodding Her

head

> > emphatically once his doubt was cleared. It was such a

reflection of

> > our conversation the night before that I marvelled again at how

many

> > situations are created around Her to make us more aware of our

> > actions, what She knows about them, etc.

> >

> > Ah, our Mother is full of love and compassion!

> > Prashanti

> >

> >

> >

> > Aum Amriteswarayai Namaha!

> > Links

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

> >

>

> --

>

> Rick Archer

> SearchSummit

> 1108 South B Street

> Fairfield, IA 52556

> Phone: 641-472-9336

> Fax: 815-572-5842

>

> http://searchsummit.com

> rick@s...

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Oh, I would be so tickled if I went up for darshan and she whispered in my ear,

"Cabbages!

Cabbages! Cabbages!" Who knows?! With Amma, anything is possible! :-D

 

Bemused blessings,

Iswari

 

Ammachi, Rick Archer <rick@s...> wrote:

> I don't think it matters what she says. There's a spiritual transmission

> taking place, and it would be taking place just as effectively if she were

> saying "cabbages"

>

>

> on 8/10/05 1:26 PM, Rachel Barrett Gallop at hipstorian@g... wrote:

>

> > This "what'd She call me?" whisper-down-the cosmic alley of

> > interpretations had me recalling a few darshan moments.

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on 8/10/05 2:09 PM, ammasiswari at ammasiswari wrote:

 

> Oh, I would be so tickled if I went up for darshan and she whispered in my

> ear, "Cabbages!

> Cabbages! Cabbages!" Who knows?! With Amma, anything is possible! :-D

 

Probably she'll use that word with me next time, just to remind me who's

boss.

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Well, She is the Guru. And I try hard to listen to all of Amma's

direct instructions -- download them, if you will. So when She says,

"Please stand up," I do. And when She says "Later," I try to

surrender my mind's fickle desires to the bigger cosmic plan. And if

She's whispering something "different" than usual, you can be sure

that I'm paying attention, wondering, wishing, reflecting, asking,

absorbing.

 

Every single word of the Guru has significance, isn't that what is said?

 

And what is the malayalee word for cauliflower, anyway??

 

love, Prashanti

 

> Ammachi, Rick Archer <rick@s...> wrote:

> > I don't think it matters what she says. There's a spiritual transmission

> > taking place, and it would be taking place just as effectively if she were

> > saying "cabbages"

> >

> >

> > on 8/10/05 1:26 PM, Rachel Barrett Gallop at hipstorian@g... wrote:

> >

> > > This "what'd She call me?" whisper-down-the cosmic alley of

> > > interpretations had me recalling a few darshan moments.

Aum Amriteswarayai Namaha!

> Links

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

>

 

 

--

R.B.M. Gallop

Hipstorian-at-Large, Fresh Meadows, NY

Ph.D. Candidate, University of Minnesota

917.676.1726 (cell)

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