Guest guest Posted November 6, 2000 Report Share Posted November 6, 2000 Thank you, Kenna for that post about your boat trip and the oil lamps! It brings back a wonderful memory of my own concerning the ashram boat trip. My roomate had purchased tickets for us (3 roomates) to go on the ashram boat trip last December or January, I'm not sure which. Anyway, we were leaving in the evening as usual. They had told my roomate that the cost would be 150 rupees if the boat engine started, and only 100 if it did not! When it was time for us to go to the boat, Mother was at the swimming pool and we were disappointed that we could not at least watch the fun from our balcony. ("It figures," I pouted inwardly, "Mother's out and I have to leave!") When we saw the boat, we were really concerned! It didn't look like any tourist boat we'd ever seen! So many different colors of old, chipped paint! The ugliest boat ever, no seats, water in the bottom, and the engine might not start! All nine of us westerners looked at each other in alarm! We carefully questioned the brahmachari as to the sea-worthiness of our craft. He assured us that it was safe, but we scarcely believed him! After a few tries the engine did start and we went on the trip, stopping first at St. George's, where Amma took her stitching classes. Everyone on the boat was just great, helping each other up the steep metal sides of the boat. (I always cautioned everyone not to pull on my right arm because I'd had extensive shoulder surgery only 12 weeks earlier, and shoulders are slow to heal!) Then we went up the waterway for several miles, then came back, down, waving at fishermen and passersby. The last stop, as I'm sure was true with Kenna, was the Hindu temple. It was just sunset, and the sky had turned the most magically beautiful shade of pink! Everyone was enthralled and taking pictures of the glorious sunset. As we got back in the boat the second time, (with me still cautioning people not to pull on my right arm,) the evening seemed perfect. Our group glided down the river transfixed by a feeling of harmony and love. Suddenly, John, our guide, shouted, "Amma is there!" We strained to look, and sure enough, everyone was at the dock. But they seemed to be leaving! So that meant...I was sure...that Amma had left. Well, it was still going to be neat to be right where She had been. I wasn't looking at the dock because I thought Mother had left. Suddenly, when we were about 10 feet from the dock, I looked up and there, looking 8 feet tall, was Amma. She was waiting for Her children (!) and standing there at the dock like an unassuming Kerala fisherfolk girl! (It turned out She had sent all Her other children off to bhajans.) Then She began helping each one out of the steepsided boat! All I could think of was that last night she was dressed up as the Divine Mother of the Universe and now she was the Kerala fisherfolk girl! Then (you guessed it!) She held out her hand to take my RIGHT hand and pull me up out of the boat! In that split second, I had the thought, "Mother won't hurt my arm!" and I gave my hand to Her and up I came! It was a very hot, muggy evening, and when we three roomates got to our building, the elevator wasn't working, and we had to climb all ten stories, but we basically floated up those stairs, so overjoyed were we! It was a magic evening! Om Amriteshvariyea Namah! Thousands of Stores. Millions of Products. All in one Place. / Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 6, 2000 Report Share Posted November 6, 2000 Thank you for your boat story, Jyotsna. Such stories keep me going when it I begin to forget that She lives inside me, always standing at my inner dock with a welcoming and helping hand. I'll bet that hand did wonders for the healing of your shoulder, too! Jai Ma! kenna > Ellen Lamb <jyotsna2 > Ammachi > Mon, 6 Nov 2000 00:02:57 -0800 (PST) > Ammachi > Those ashram boat trips! > > Thank you, Kenna for that post about your boat trip > and the oil lamps! It brings back a wonderful memory > of my own concerning the ashram boat trip. > > My roomate had purchased tickets for us (3 roomates) > to go on the ashram boat trip last December or > January, I'm not sure which. Anyway, we were leaving > in the evening as usual. They had told my roomate > that > the cost would be 150 rupees if the boat engine > started, and only 100 if it did not! When it was time > for us to go to the boat, Mother was at the swimming > pool and we were disappointed that we could not at > least watch the fun from our balcony. ("It figures," > I pouted inwardly, "Mother's out and I have to > leave!") > > When we saw the boat, we were really concerned! It > didn't look like any tourist boat we'd ever seen! > So many different colors of old, chipped paint! The > ugliest boat ever, no seats, water in the bottom, > and the engine might not start! All nine of us > westerners looked at each other in alarm! We > carefully questioned the brahmachari as to the > sea-worthiness of our craft. He assured us that it > was safe, but we scarcely believed him! > > After a few tries the engine did start and we went > on the trip, stopping first at St. George's, where > Amma took her stitching classes. Everyone on the > boat was just great, helping each other up the steep > metal sides of the boat. (I always cautioned everyone > not to pull on my right arm because I'd had extensive > shoulder surgery only 12 weeks earlier, and shoulders > are slow to heal!) > > Then we went up the waterway for several miles, then > came back, down, waving at fishermen and passersby. > The last stop, as I'm sure was true with Kenna, was > the > Hindu temple. It was just sunset, and the sky had > turned the most magically beautiful shade of pink! > Everyone was enthralled and taking pictures of the > glorious sunset. As we got back in the boat the > second time, (with me still cautioning people not to > pull on my right arm,) the evening seemed perfect. > Our group glided down the river transfixed by a > feeling of harmony and love. > > Suddenly, John, our guide, shouted, "Amma is there!" > We strained to look, and sure enough, everyone was > at the dock. But they seemed to be leaving! So that > meant...I was sure...that Amma had left. Well, it > was still going to be neat to be right where She had > been. I wasn't looking at the dock because I thought > Mother had left. Suddenly, when we were about 10 > feet from the dock, I looked up and there, looking > 8 feet tall, was Amma. She was waiting for Her > children (!) and standing there at the dock like an > unassuming Kerala fisherfolk girl! (It turned out She > had sent all Her other children off to bhajans.) > Then She began helping each one out of the steepsided > boat! All I could think of was that last night she > was dressed up as the Divine Mother of the Universe > and now she was the Kerala fisherfolk girl! Then (you > guessed it!) She held out her hand to take my RIGHT > hand and pull me up out of the boat! In that split > second, I had the thought, "Mother won't hurt my arm!" > and I gave my hand to Her and up I came! > > It was a very hot, muggy evening, and when we three > roomates got to our building, the elevator wasn't > working, and we had to climb all ten stories, but we > basically floated up those stairs, so overjoyed > were we! > > It was a magic evening! > > Om Amriteshvariyea Namah! > > > > > Thousands of Stores. Millions of Products. All in one Place. > / > > > Aum Amriteswarayai Namaha! > > Ammachi- > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest guest Posted November 30, 2000 Report Share Posted November 30, 2000 Thank you for the story. I am a new r and will be sharing some stories later also. This chat group will help me keep in touch with those of you trying to keep Amma in our awareness all the time. E-mail has become a major souce of communication for me, and I was thrilled to find the card posted on the bulletin board during the November visit in San Rafael. Gayle/Triveni Ammachi , Kenna <ammaskenna@h...> wrote: > Thank you for your boat story, Jyotsna. Such stories keep me going when it I > begin to forget that She lives inside me, always standing at my inner dock > with a welcoming and helping hand. > > I'll bet that hand did wonders for the healing of your shoulder, too! > > Jai Ma! > > kenna > > > Ellen Lamb <jyotsna2> > > Ammachi > > Mon, 6 Nov 2000 00:02:57 -0800 (PST) > > Ammachi > > Those ashram boat trips! > > > > Thank you, Kenna for that post about your boat trip > > and the oil lamps! It brings back a wonderful memory > > of my own concerning the ashram boat trip. > > > > My roomate had purchased tickets for us (3 roomates) > > to go on the ashram boat trip last December or > > January, I'm not sure which. Anyway, we were leaving > > in the evening as usual. They had told my roomate > > that > > the cost would be 150 rupees if the boat engine > > started, and only 100 if it did not! When it was time > > for us to go to the boat, Mother was at the swimming > > pool and we were disappointed that we could not at > > least watch the fun from our balcony. ("It figures," > > I pouted inwardly, "Mother's out and I have to > > leave!") > > > > When we saw the boat, we were really concerned! It > > didn't look like any tourist boat we'd ever seen! > > So many different colors of old, chipped paint! The > > ugliest boat ever, no seats, water in the bottom, > > and the engine might not start! All nine of us > > westerners looked at each other in alarm! We > > carefully questioned the brahmachari as to the > > sea-worthiness of our craft. He assured us that it > > was safe, but we scarcely believed him! > > > > After a few tries the engine did start and we went > > on the trip, stopping first at St. George's, where > > Amma took her stitching classes. Everyone on the > > boat was just great, helping each other up the steep > > metal sides of the boat. (I always cautioned everyone > > not to pull on my right arm because I'd had extensive > > shoulder surgery only 12 weeks earlier, and shoulders > > are slow to heal!) > > > > Then we went up the waterway for several miles, then > > came back, down, waving at fishermen and passersby. > > The last stop, as I'm sure was true with Kenna, was > > the > > Hindu temple. It was just sunset, and the sky had > > turned the most magically beautiful shade of pink! > > Everyone was enthralled and taking pictures of the > > glorious sunset. As we got back in the boat the > > second time, (with me still cautioning people not to > > pull on my right arm,) the evening seemed perfect. > > Our group glided down the river transfixed by a > > feeling of harmony and love. > > > > Suddenly, John, our guide, shouted, "Amma is there!" > > We strained to look, and sure enough, everyone was > > at the dock. But they seemed to be leaving! So that > > meant...I was sure...that Amma had left. Well, it > > was still going to be neat to be right where She had > > been. I wasn't looking at the dock because I thought > > Mother had left. Suddenly, when we were about 10 > > feet from the dock, I looked up and there, looking > > 8 feet tall, was Amma. She was waiting for Her > > children (!) and standing there at the dock like an > > unassuming Kerala fisherfolk girl! (It turned out She > > had sent all Her other children off to bhajans.) > > Then She began helping each one out of the steepsided > > boat! All I could think of was that last night she > > was dressed up as the Divine Mother of the Universe > > and now she was the Kerala fisherfolk girl! Then (you > > guessed it!) She held out her hand to take my RIGHT > > hand and pull me up out of the boat! In that split > > second, I had the thought, "Mother won't hurt my arm!" > > and I gave my hand to Her and up I came! > > > > It was a very hot, muggy evening, and when we three > > roomates got to our building, the elevator wasn't > > working, and we had to climb all ten stories, but we > > basically floated up those stairs, so overjoyed > > were we! > > > > It was a magic evening! > > > > Om Amriteshvariyea Namah! > > > > > > > > > > Thousands of Stores. Millions of Products. All in one Place. > > / > > > > > > Aum Amriteswarayai Namaha! > > > > Ammachi- > > > > > > > > Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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